Touching reality. God, how I wish my dreams were the real thing. The worst feeling in the world is waking up from one of the best dreams of your entire existence and the dream just floating away until you can no longer recall it. The best feeling, even though this has nothing to do with dreams, is the feeling of peeing when you have been holding it for what seems like hours. The sweet relief, oh what victory! Anyways, in my dreamland… I conquer all or I die. I can’t really grasp the thought I why I die so many times in my dreams, but I do. I run and run, but the glowing red eyes manage to catch me everytime and stab me right in the heart with that silver blade. If it’s not a death dream, it’s a dream where I’m living all happily ever after. Which is odd, because I don’t believe in happy endings like that. I just needed to get these thoughts out of my brain. Good riddance.
Posted on Thursday, 24 November 2011
