July 26, 2019. 11:00am
This one's fuzzy.
I'd convinced my parents to get me a horse. She name was Leona, or something. We built a paddock for her, but she kept escaping or freaking out about being in the dark. It went on like that for a bit, until we fixed everything and could go to sleep.
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Dream Log
Short StoryCatalog of the weird shit my brain comes up with. Very random, very jumbled. Just fun. You might find story ideas in here somewhere.
