Miserable Stormy

Of all my dreams, there is one that sticks out above all the others. Its me as a child staring at a broken computer screen. It seems that the screen is an object to compare to my life, it is in a disray like a fuzzy channel on television. Almost like it is on the verge of exploding all over the place, but for some reason. My 5yr old child self chooses to stare at the screen like she is amazed by something, something that I can't see..

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