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i've been having really good dreams lately...about the past few weeks or so.
and it's pissing me off
they're nothing super special, just dreams of me being really happy, or doing things and getting stuff done, or being somewhere that used to make me really happy.
but then i wake up, and i realize none of it was real and i get so angry and depressed.
growing up i always had nightmares (went thru a period from like 5-9 when i had them almost every night). and since then, i've usually just had weird, fucked up dreams that just don't make any sense. but when i wake up, i always think, "whew, it was just a dream" and i can go on w/ my day.
now, when i wake up and go on about w/ my day, nothing seems to be as good as that dream was.
hmm
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