Had a dream last night that I'd gone out for a ride on my bike. I was far away from home when the pedaling got difficult. I looked down at my bike and saw that it was collapsing in on itself. My weight was too much for the bike. I sat down on the curb next to my bike, trying to unbind and twist the metal back into shape when a man walking past saw me. He came over, looked at the bike, laughed, and... I woke up.
I have been eating crazy much and crazy bad (mostly sugar) for the last two days.
Euk.
4 comments:
sugary bad food is better than fatty bad food
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Have you tried artificially sweet things to cut some calories?
oh wow that's a strange dream, I'm sorry ):
but it'll be okay, just remember that tomorrow is a brand spanking new day to do whatever you want!
and we're all right behind you, if I saw you fall off your bike I'd pick you back up and give you a huge hug(:
xo
I hate those kinds of dreams.
:(
p.s we are the same person
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