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I sat here for a while, too long with the window open, trying to find some music, or some video to give me a proper background mood. But I couldn't find anything suitable. I'm too scattered to find something suitable in my collection. Why is it that I'm at the highest level of apathy that something always reminds me. I totally wish I didn't have headache-inducing vividly technicolor HD dreams. Especially not with the subconscious in charge and processing memories from the day... well not after watching too much Buffy the Vampire Slayer. And why are all my bad dreams simply sad? I'd settle for some weird ones, or some ones full of straight-up terror once in a while. Or some of the inexplicable ones where I'm stuck in high school repeating my senior year. But, not repeating it. Just retaking it over and over with the same people because we've all graduated but we weren't ready to leave so we just stayed there taking the same shit over and over. That last bit probably says a lot about me, actually, in a psychoanalytic sense. I wish an attachment could just dissolve like some others that have outlived their time. Let it fade. Let me not know you, and you not know me. And everything will be fine, and I won't have to even think about it. Also, I miss my brother, now that he's moved out again. Post a comment in response: |
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