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I had this dream that came in episodes much as a TV series would, and for some reason, this dream felt so real that I thought I had actually lived through it. I go to sleep and it would constantly play a different part of the series as if it were already planned out. - - I would spend every night talking to someone I didn't really know on this train and would go home. I lived life normally there, and I always knew what time it was for some reason. I remember those times exactly... or at least I did when I was writing the story. Now. I'd have to refer back to the document to remember. This person was so gravitating that I felt like I was really close to this person, but I most definitely was not. - - I wanted this story to be more eventful so I did eventually think to add more characters and events, but other than that, the rest is of the dream I had. It's a lot shorter than it seems, and when I think of this story, it actually makes me have sentimental thoughts. It's not like anyone died or anything; it's just a little... sentimental. - Enjoy reading about a silly dream that makes me get into my feels for whatever reason.
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