Well. I have really weird dreams. Like one time I dreamed that statues of lions came alive and tried to eat me, but I was to fast for them because they had been statues for too long. Suck on that Lions.
But my dreams are to become a vetranarian. Thats also my parents dreams. I want to write though, write about sweet stories of horses surviving tragedy, or cute bunnies being found in a dogs mouth. The simplest to the most thoughtful things imagined. I would also love to swim. I love being a mermaid and it would mean the world to me to still swim in 20 years. Those are my hopes and dreams, lost in the world of reality.