DREAM 379

I was hanging out with a group of friends, squeezed in a cozy and big couch. There was a heated argument on growing our own produce in our appartments and balconies then I suddenly suggest planting and growing our own fingers. As I said it, it made perfect sense in my mind but with the look of my friends it struck me how weird that idea was. Everyone looked at me with their eyes open, terrified. End of dream.

Esen

Istanbul

Turkey

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