Hello all The only reason I'm even asking this is because this dream was very out of the ordinary. For one, I remembered it. I don't ever dream, but when I do I forget it as soon as I wake up, only remembering I dreamed of something. Also, I've had a deep connection with horses my entire life, so it struck a strange cord with me.
I remembered this dream vividly. I don't remember it as well now, but I still remember. I just have this feeling that...... it was important. I don't remember any other dream but this one.
I dreamed about a horse. He was locked in a small, dark stall. There was dirty hay on the ground, piled up higher in one corner than anywhere else. The horse was beautiful, and SO powerful. I can't remember his color, but I think he was a chestnut or light bay. I knew it was a male, I just sensed it. He was frightened, he was hurt, and he was angry. He reared and pawed, trying desperately to break free. I wanted desperately to help him, but I was also afraid. I thought it was one of the horses from the stable I used to ride at, but looking back now I'm not so sure. I don't think he was. Weirdly enough as I was thinking about the dream, the name King came to me..... I think that was his name. King. I don't know any horse named King, but I think that was his name. I don't know if this next part is 100% accurate, but I think there was a thunderstorm. I think there was a window letting in the wind, the rain. I could hear the thunder and see the lightning.
Uh, so if you can make any sense of the crap I just wrote, I was just curious if you think it meant something
I remembered this dream vividly. I don't remember it as well now, but I still remember. I just have this feeling that...... it was important. I don't remember any other dream but this one.
I dreamed about a horse. He was locked in a small, dark stall. There was dirty hay on the ground, piled up higher in one corner than anywhere else. The horse was beautiful, and SO powerful. I can't remember his color, but I think he was a chestnut or light bay. I knew it was a male, I just sensed it. He was frightened, he was hurt, and he was angry. He reared and pawed, trying desperately to break free. I wanted desperately to help him, but I was also afraid. I thought it was one of the horses from the stable I used to ride at, but looking back now I'm not so sure. I don't think he was. Weirdly enough as I was thinking about the dream, the name King came to me..... I think that was his name. King. I don't know any horse named King, but I think that was his name. I don't know if this next part is 100% accurate, but I think there was a thunderstorm. I think there was a window letting in the wind, the rain. I could hear the thunder and see the lightning.
Uh, so if you can make any sense of the crap I just wrote, I was just curious if you think it meant something
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