Start wearing purple.
I had a dream I had thousands of coat hangers the other day. In my room I was trying to shake them lose and, God, I hate hangers. They breed when you aren't looking, I swear! Some people may not have had this trouble, but I have never had a shortage, only a surplus, of hangers. However, I have no idea what this, or any of my other dreams, mean lately.
I dazed out the other day, when I realized what I was doing I noticed I was crying. Holy crap....you know?!...I don't even know what I was thinking of. The short lapses where I lose all concept of space and time and manage to find myself lost in neither. Its surreal... And then just like that, I'm back with only a hazy recollection of where I just was. Lately I keep finding myself jumping, shaking these feelings off. Like there's a seperate reality I keep seeing from the edge of my peripheral vision. I don't even know what I see half the time. Its like that thin layer you sometimes catch yourself, where you are still awake, but aren't. Where you begin to see a glowing light form shapes on the back of your eyelids. You never remember falling all the way. I wish I knew what that part of me was thinking. I have a theory that there is a direct relationship with these daydreams and my stress/busy schedule/weird sleep schedule.
Well, time for bed.
I dazed out the other day, when I realized what I was doing I noticed I was crying. Holy crap....you know?!...I don't even know what I was thinking of. The short lapses where I lose all concept of space and time and manage to find myself lost in neither. Its surreal... And then just like that, I'm back with only a hazy recollection of where I just was. Lately I keep finding myself jumping, shaking these feelings off. Like there's a seperate reality I keep seeing from the edge of my peripheral vision. I don't even know what I see half the time. Its like that thin layer you sometimes catch yourself, where you are still awake, but aren't. Where you begin to see a glowing light form shapes on the back of your eyelids. You never remember falling all the way. I wish I knew what that part of me was thinking. I have a theory that there is a direct relationship with these daydreams and my stress/busy schedule/weird sleep schedule.
Well, time for bed.