Yesterday i woke up with a strange feeling. It was cold and dark in the room, and as i lay in my bed i was thinking thatsomething had changed. At first i couldn't figure out what was wrong.
When i studied at school this year i always woke up at 8-30 when my lessons were at 9-20. But if at that time i could - i would have surely woken up after 12 p.m.
I don't know why, but i started having those colourful weird dreams where everything is so beautiful and magical and breathtaking. I haven't had dreams like that for a very long time.
It seems weird writing here after all those blogs i had. I came here in hope to find something new, something that suits me better, meet new people who write too, - write not just to be re