Why did swimming at the bottom of the pool feel so familiar the first time I did it?
Because I’ve flown in my dream.
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Nikki
Occasionally riding on a time machine in a blogsphere
Occasionally riding on a time machine in a blogsphere
You are currently browsing the daily archive for March 16, 2012.
Why did swimming at the bottom of the pool feel so familiar the first time I did it?
Because I’ve flown in my dream.