STRANGE DREAMS ⇐ General

[Anonymous]

People, I want to share with you the strange dreams that visit me at night, and such dreams began to come to me precisely after I began writing my Stories.
Even in reality, for several days I had a strong feeling that I was again I returned to my childhood, my school years, to my yard and to the Irkin village. For several days I had the feeling that I had returned to my childhood. I remembered so much that I didn’t remember at all yesterday and forgot... or rather, I thought I forgot... various “little things”, all sorts of “nonsense” that I haven’t remembered for almost 10 years, and now it’s just popping into my head ... Which of the girls said what, what they did, what promises they made and to whom, how they played together and what secrets they had)))... I even remember which of us were wearing what... Moreover, it “rolls over” I feel all this “nostalgia” suddenly... especially if the day is sunny and quiet..
Even the other day, I jumped out for lunch and I had a strong feeling that my girls from childhood and us would be waiting for me around the corner let's go to a cafe together)))...
For some reason, I started dreaming about the same things at night.. I dream of my Tanya very often... And I have good dreams, but when I wake up, I want to cry (((... I dreamed that she rang the doorbell for me, in that apartment, in childhood... and called me to go for a walk... I dreamed that her grandmother, in the village, baked pies for Tanya and me.... I even felt the “smell” of people. and the taste of baked goods.. I honestly felt it....
I also dreamed that Tanya and I were going home in a compartment.. only for some reason we were going to our yard from childhood, but only Tanya is also an adult like me.... damn .... she also consults with me about what she should do and what to do on various issues ...
I also told her that she needed to go to sleep, otherwise we would sleep through our station in the morning.. and she told me not to worry that she would wake me up, that everything was ok...
and yesterday I dreamed about Irka in exactly the same way... only Irka seemed to be alive... Irka reprimanded me that I didn’t come to the station to see her off when she left for her own Kazakhstan 10 years ago, even more,... I tell her that you yourself abandoned me, ran away. that you didn’t even warn me that you were leaving (((.... which is my fault... and she replied that she had “nothing to do with it”, that it was her parents who took her away, and she didn’t want to leave... she also told me that she was busy that I then went to the station for a week and looked for places where she could be with her parents while they were waiting for the train...