I very rarely remember my dreams. I know I have them, as girlfriends have frequently told me that I’m rather vocal in my sleep, and move around quite a lot when I’m dreaming. This morning I woke up with a very vivid dream fresh in my mind. I dreamt about a good friend of mine called Ryan. I’d actually lived with Ryan for a year or so a while back but we had since drifted apart. Ryan was about 6’ with a bulky, muscular build- he went to the gym but wasn’t too concerned about what he ate, so he had more of a traditional strongman kind of physique rather than the typical gym guy you see the… 더 읽기