that is cute hg
I have a memory of a recurring dream, I am not sure when this was but i remember it was very early 90s when I was under 6 years old.
It was of me as an adult, waking up from the middle of an operation with my stomach sliced open and I start screaming and running and everything falls out of me. I remember it so vividly and I dreamed it a lot and only when I think about it now do I realise I could not possibly have known then what guts or anything looked like. I'm scared
I know I said positive so...
I had a wendy house in my garden when I was little and I remember my dressing up box, I put on some green glasses and got inside the wendy house and peeked out the window and said 'Hiya Mum!' in an american accent and my mum kept making me say it over and over because it made her laugh, I was only about 5.