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Dreams are perhaps the soul of one's deepest thoughts. Being sick, having the bear (yes, Teddybear) as my private nurse somewhat created this deep connection. And perhaps because he's the only one there for me throughout my time of need... my mind has made him indispensable. Someone whom would impact my life, very much, if lost.

It was not a mere dream, it was a nightmare. One that I kept falling in and out (coughing a lot). One that maintain the stand that if I were to lose the bear things would be unbearable. Read the rest of this entry »