Day 5 — My Dreams
Well I’m behind a day. Eat me! Anyway, my dreams. Somehow I don’t see this as what to I aspire to, but rather what happens when I go to sleep.
+ When I go to sleep, shit goes down!
I don’t exactly remember half of the time because of course you forget about your dreams when you wake up unless you write them down. Also, I wake up in the middle of my dreams (GASP INCEPTION) and I like to see how they start. A typical dream that I remember, is the end of the world apocalypse type of stuff. I don’t think I’d last at all in the unfortunate event where the world decides to end. Usually how it begins, is that I’m a slave at whatever desk job that I manage to end up with when every starts to panic and starts running out of the building. Out of curiosity, I get up to see what’s going on and then they’re everywhere. EVERYWHERE. I fight as long as I can and then finally they overwhelm me. As they start to rip the flesh off my bones, I wake up. Damn I hate those. Sometimes I die in my dreams. O.O
Also, the stupidest dream I’ve ever had was I felt as if I was drowning and I woke up with my face in my pillow. Never happened again and I never forgot how stupid I felt. -_________________________-
+ Lastly, now that I think about it, all the real shit goes down in my head. I have a fucked up imagination sometimes. This probably can be attested to /b/. I’d rather not share what goes on in there, but it often involves blood and not my own. I’ll stop there..
Seriously, I’m a nutcase. lol
