By: an exciting new writer from Turkey; originally published on the blogsite, thingsfromsomewhere
They say that life is a dream. But life is not a single dream, it is thousands of dreams. Some are nested inside one another, like matryoshka dolls, and we wake up from one into another. Some are like potholes on our path, and we suddenly fall into them. From one pothole to the next.
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