My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate for the solitariness of my waking hours.

Anna Lyndsey
My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate...
My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate...
My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate...
My dreams are crowded with people, as though to compensate...
About This Quote

It is true that most of the people we love are people we meet in dreams. On the other hand, they are also people we meet in our waking hours. And yes, if you are lucky enough to know someone who you can’t imagine without them, they are people you meet in both places.

Source: Girl In The Dark

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