&&. dreams

I had an odd dream last night.

I was in an old European like train station (Kings Cross - Harry Potter?). The train station was sheltered with a very high ceiling, and blurred windows that was covered by cross hatching wires. I walked past a large clock with roman numerals for numbers, that was connected to a dark green pole. I reached the platforms, that had many silver, vintage like trains lined up. At this point, my memory was fogged up. Then, I remember that for some reason, I was leaping from the top of trains, again and again. It felt like I being in , and I do recall holding onto a a bag of sorts. After this, my Dad woke me up to go to my piano lesson, and the dream ended.

This is like the first time that I had such a detailed dream that I could remember . . .

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