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My name is Tara Rose. I am a writer/producer in Brooklyn, NY. I often have very lucid, epic dreams, which I enjoy pondering & sharing with others.
Hence, this blog.

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Riddle Me This, Riddle Me that (2009)
I could go into detail here about these particular dreams, but I think it's much more interesting to leave it to the perplexed imagination to decipher these riddle-like phrases:
2009 (Dates Unknown)
- ant war with badgers, secret hotel room with ovens on, stuff left in oven and pantry, kit kat machine that has screen, deceased prostitute/porn star leaving curse

- transported to england, very blue oceans for miles to see

- fell in love with spider

- reading spanish credit report for black stepfather

- no doubt concert, could have won a Toyota or coral jewelry gift certificate if i raised my hand when they sang a certain song that i cant remember now, and had actually never heard them do, so i was googling the lyrics; talking to anna wintour on a couch

- winona movie where she is a strange concubine; me and ryan getting our pizza slices mixed up with two large black women, me throwing one of them because the other ate mine; hanging from a tree and might die if i fall, but didn't.

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