When you dream, it's just your brain taking a shit.
What a strange dream I had... I was driving and searching for Gavin. I got to Brendan's house cuz in my dream Gavin lived there still I guess. But it was different and there were topless girls dancing in the driveway and there were so many people there.
I went in a room I made up and my clothes were sliding off me, my skin was slipping from my bones. I was trying to compose myself but I was frantic. I finally got myself out of there and there were rats in my car.
I woke up just feeling confused. Oh yeah, Gavin doesn't live there. No, that wasn't real. I couldn't find him in my dream because he's gone. How weird that I still miss him, but only most profoundly in my dreams. And how weird that I still wonder what he's thinking about. Where he is, why he hates me.
How I want the love again. How I want that protection from the depravity of the world, of which I am all too aware.
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