My Dreamland!

I love my Dreamland. Maybe my bed is not so comfy as I wish it to be, maybe to fancy, but enough for me to dream… I just to love to lie down and read before my head becomes so heavy, and the huge key will appear in my hands…

… before I am welcomed in my own land… crazy!

So… there is something what helps me to feel goo – my dreamed home, with a strange dog and strange people around. My paintings are there, and funny moments… but of course my Dreamland got also all this impossible to be seen before, impossible to predict… and those dreams I love the most. Even when they are a bit naughty, even scary… coming from deepest me are most welcome!

Because I am all good, bad, naughty, scary, pretty and not… I am all what I want, and usually do not even know I can be…

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