big little defeats
i am conquering these stairs!
because im on an escalator
i had a horrrrrrrrrible dream the other night about my flight home. it felt soooo fucking real.
EVERYONE has the fear of being in a plane when it crashes.
especially over the ocean.
although that seems like the one place you might survive a plane crash
but my dream, i was in the jet and i was sitting in my own room that only had one other seat next to mine, and no one was there. the plane got all shakey and the voice came on over the intercom saying to put on your seat belts, but i was having a hard time with mine. before i could get it on the plane started going down. nose diving into the atlantic but it looked almost like the caribian down below. i was grasping on as hard as i could to the unbuckled straps but i was still floating all over the place. i could see infront of us somehow, and i felt doomed. we crashed but everyone was fine. we got out and there was an island standing on this island the greass went on to the horizon, and there was one big tree and a few bushes and some house and everything was so bright and green. at this point in my dream i was questioning if this was real or not. if i was dead or if this was a dream. it felt so real. the sun, the air. i even felt a cool breeze. but i was like "NO" no this couldnt be heaven and this had to be a dream. so i think i managed to wake myself up in sleep paralysis and went back to sleep, and i was back on the plane, and everything was fine and it took off. i saw my hello kitty back pack was open and there was now a guy in what used to be an empty seat. he looked like one of the turkish guys here in germany. euro trash hair cut, sunglasses, ex-backstreet boy clothing on. i looked in my bag and my money was gone. of course i immediately accuse this guy and he admited it but said :what are you going to do about it?" so i told the stewardess and she got him in some trouble but then he tried to make friends with me. oh it gets cloudy after this part. i just remember there was another part of the dream where we thought the plane was going to crash in the city. it was night and foggy and this jet i was in was HUGE and it was flying so low. i could see all the lights of the city up close. it reminded me of the back to the future ride when you fly thru the futuristic buildings. anyway thats all i can say about that.
because im on an escalator
i had a horrrrrrrrrible dream the other night about my flight home. it felt soooo fucking real.
EVERYONE has the fear of being in a plane when it crashes.
especially over the ocean.
although that seems like the one place you might survive a plane crash
but my dream, i was in the jet and i was sitting in my own room that only had one other seat next to mine, and no one was there. the plane got all shakey and the voice came on over the intercom saying to put on your seat belts, but i was having a hard time with mine. before i could get it on the plane started going down. nose diving into the atlantic but it looked almost like the caribian down below. i was grasping on as hard as i could to the unbuckled straps but i was still floating all over the place. i could see infront of us somehow, and i felt doomed. we crashed but everyone was fine. we got out and there was an island standing on this island the greass went on to the horizon, and there was one big tree and a few bushes and some house and everything was so bright and green. at this point in my dream i was questioning if this was real or not. if i was dead or if this was a dream. it felt so real. the sun, the air. i even felt a cool breeze. but i was like "NO" no this couldnt be heaven and this had to be a dream. so i think i managed to wake myself up in sleep paralysis and went back to sleep, and i was back on the plane, and everything was fine and it took off. i saw my hello kitty back pack was open and there was now a guy in what used to be an empty seat. he looked like one of the turkish guys here in germany. euro trash hair cut, sunglasses, ex-backstreet boy clothing on. i looked in my bag and my money was gone. of course i immediately accuse this guy and he admited it but said :what are you going to do about it?" so i told the stewardess and she got him in some trouble but then he tried to make friends with me. oh it gets cloudy after this part. i just remember there was another part of the dream where we thought the plane was going to crash in the city. it was night and foggy and this jet i was in was HUGE and it was flying so low. i could see all the lights of the city up close. it reminded me of the back to the future ride when you fly thru the futuristic buildings. anyway thats all i can say about that.