text: what are your dreams like? are they happy, filled with joy, and laughter, or are your dreams a bastion in which halls and corridors are filled with nothing, everything dead, alone and in a foreboding state of sadness, or are your dreams usually a horrific experience, plagued with horrible beasts and creatures which roam your consciousness, slashing at your internal emotions? i used to have a recurring dream about a train, but i havent had it for some time now.  weirdly enough i always laugh that in many of my dreams i end up failing somehow.  perhaps im confronting some insecurities.