psychoanalyst

last night i remember being all excited about falling asleep so that i could see what new dream i would have, seeing that i've been having weird dreams these few nights. of course, i hoped it wouldn't be the dying one again. and i hoped that when i woke up, i would be able to remember what the dream was. and so, i dreamt of an essay competition last night. i had to write in two entries, and i didn't have paper and pen.

i'm sure freud has an explanation for all this.