Life is what you make of it. L'art pour L'art.
In reply to the question, yes I have. Usually it's dreams that I take a liking to, and what do you know! Some of them sneek into my life, at rather bad moments, or when i'm really bored. It funny how you know what you are definately going to do for a day, or you have a repetitive schedule day after day, then suddenly, one day, something for no reason happens to disrupt the systematic way of your life. It's rather nice sometimes, and may change your prespective from that day onward.
Other times, it's so strange that you wonder if you drank too much tea or coffee, or you're having the onset of a heat stroke. Or, for example, a year ago I wrote three short stories and one was rather Tim Burton-ish, where a female spector continues to reach her goal of becoming a surgeon even though she's dead. Someone who knows me, read it thought it was about my life... Now I have found an interest in anthropologic topics and anatomy.
Life is strange sometmes...
~ Ka
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