Ryan, I forget my dreams so soon after awakening that I recall only one or two dreams from the past decade. I've read research that we says dream just as much, but as we age we forget them dreams faster and more often.
I expected to hear that, but I read up on Spitalfields, it was the epitome of London poverty for a couple hundred years. It only started to change after World War II.
Dad used to bring fresh frogs home every once in a while, and the legs would jump out of the pan if you didn't keep a lid on them. Mom said it wasn't worth it -he could cook them himself if he ever brought them home again.
I bought the multicultural crayons years ago and none of the eight colors resembled my kids' skin! I mean really, there's no "brown" in the pack. The markers here look a bit more realistic, but at the product site, I don't see a list of the colors.
I love New York! If I were 30 years younger and alone, I could deal with this. When I was that young, I lived in some pretty cramped places. There was one apartment I had to put my clothing drawers in the kitchen storage area. And another in which you couldn't open the oven and refrigerator at the same time, and you couldn't enter the bathroom if either were open. Still, they were bigger than this place!
Someone told me long ago that the definition of wisdom is being able to distinguish what's important from what's not important. As you age (and supposedly become wiser), you tend to stop worrying about unimportant things -and it turns out that most things you worried about ARE unimportant.
http://www.neatorama.com/2010/11/18/storm-troopers-in-love/
http://www.neatorama.com/2010/08/27/pallas-cat-cubs-at-12-weeks/
http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/60914