the dreams in which something physical happens, not sexual, and you wake up and you have some sort of injury or pain, always creeps me out.
i dreamt that i was kneeling on a bus bench, leaning over the back, trying to reach someone i recently lost, and i kept slipping, whacking my head against the back of the bench.
i woke up with my head hurting.
i don't want to feel this sadness that is eating away at me, that is infiltrating my dreams, but i do. it will pass, and i will be okay. i know this. i just know i will emerge a different person. this is not necessarily a good thing. my trust for people is dwindling. i'm much better off just worrying about me, and saying fuck you to everyone else. really, it is the only way.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
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