Mom?
yeah?
What if our entire existence is nothing but someone else’s dream – and that we sleep when they’re awake, and we’re awake while they’re asleep?
Uh. Guh. Wow.
She’s 12 freakin years old people! ‘Scuse me whilst my brain melts into a pretty puddle of goo on the floor at her feet.
See, this is the “Row, Row, Row your boat” issue. My answer – “If we are just a dream, does that make us any less real? What about our joy or pain?”
Hi Emily, found you blog with Google! I’m just looking for persosn having “prehensile toes” for a study publishing in France.
If you can help !