RE: Market Friday goes to Quincy Market of Boston

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RE: Market Friday goes to Quincy Market of Boston

tattoodjay in #marketfriday • 6 years ago

Yes that is so true things will be so different without work getting in the way lol
I really am intrigued about these photos I will look again but I have all my photos in Lightroom and are very good at adding keywords when I import them
I suspect it was a dream because when I search for the dragon sculpture I swear I saw one day I cannot find any reference to it so either it was a vivid dream it I am loosing my marbles both are equally plausible

And any excuse t revisit a place one likes is a good excuse in my opinion

6 years ago in #marketfriday by tattoodjay

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dswigle 6 years ago

Isn't that funny? I have dreamed so vividly I cannot tell the difference, only that I know that it wouldn't happen.

How weird. And spooky. When I finally lose my marbles, it won't matter anymore, it will all seem like a reality. LOL

Any excuse to revisit is always a good excuse! Yes! That!

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tattoodjay 6 years ago

That’s how some of my dreams are so vivid they seem so real which is OK when there a bit off the wall and you know they can’t be real
It’s the almost normal ones that confuse the heck out of me

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dswigle 6 years ago

Yes!!! That is so true! I made myself get up and make a note to myself in the kitchen - so that I could tell if it was a dream. Who is that crazy?

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tattoodjay 6 years ago

well I am crazy, and I have done that I used to keep a notepad by my bed for years and if I woke up from a dream I would jot down notes when I remembered it

But then I stopped it as sometimes I would wake up with crazy notes about mathematical formulas and Other weird things, that I would look up, some of these were back when Google wasn't a thing like it is now and find them in Books of complex math theory that I am not even sure I ever studied
and one other time I woke to a story that I guess I had written, about 40 Pages of writing and I could make out a lot of the wors but a lot of the writing I couldn't even make out, it seemed to be some sort of drama about modern day pirates, and according to my ex, she got up and saw me writing but when she asked I just said something crazy about why was she in my private villa, and to leave

So Bizarre, I knew I sleep walked and made sandwiches in a sleep state that I never ate or maybe one bite, but not write books lOL

PS when we used to have bread in the house only a year or two ago I still made sandwiches in the night

So yes I am crazy

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