Demons taking over your body. .
I had a very odd dream last night. It was kind of scary, but at the same time I didn't really want to wake up from it. It was the cause of me sleeping my ass off until 1 p.m. today. Now I'm wasting more of my day writing about it. It was a dream about demons, or ghosts, or some other super natural beings taking over bodies. I remember at one point we were all standing around in a cafe playing basket ball (don't ask) and I was holding a baby girl. She sucked in a demon from my body and started nawing on my arm. I didn't realise she was 'demonized' until she started swearing at me (mind you, she was like 1 year old). So I put her on the floor, hah. She started crawling around biting everyone, and her eyes looked like the most horrifying dream eyes that I could have ever imagined. But I was having fun with my dream, none the less.
I've been thinking about some things. . . a lot of things. I try to avoid over thinking things, as I sometimes should because then I wouldn't get my self into troubled situations. But certain things just can not be avoided in the mind. I have a feeling in my stomach about something. I don't know if it's good or bad, it's very hard to tell at this point. I hope it opens my mouth and shouts 'I'm good' because bad things happen to me much too often. I guess I shouldn't really be too worried about something like this because I should keep my focus on other things right now, such as school and getting my life out of misery and into a shiney new car and job and house/apt. But what the hell, I am diving in head first, I'll either get my brain smashed in, or someone will put a swimming pool underneath me to break my fall. do I live for the misery in hopes that someday it will turn into gold? Maybe, or maybe I just think too greatly about every situation before completely analyzing it, and weighing out the probablities of the outcome. Do you really think I am sane? define me your own pesonalized definition of crazy before you answer that, because I'd like to compare for myself. Now I'm being too worried, so it's time to go focus on other things such as getting my check. . . I really don't want to see cracker barrel though. Oh well and go to hell, I say, oh well. It's time to start the days mission, I'm off to pack for the walk. good day to you.
I've been thinking about some things. . . a lot of things. I try to avoid over thinking things, as I sometimes should because then I wouldn't get my self into troubled situations. But certain things just can not be avoided in the mind. I have a feeling in my stomach about something. I don't know if it's good or bad, it's very hard to tell at this point. I hope it opens my mouth and shouts 'I'm good' because bad things happen to me much too often. I guess I shouldn't really be too worried about something like this because I should keep my focus on other things right now, such as school and getting my life out of misery and into a shiney new car and job and house/apt. But what the hell, I am diving in head first, I'll either get my brain smashed in, or someone will put a swimming pool underneath me to break my fall. do I live for the misery in hopes that someday it will turn into gold? Maybe, or maybe I just think too greatly about every situation before completely analyzing it, and weighing out the probablities of the outcome. Do you really think I am sane? define me your own pesonalized definition of crazy before you answer that, because I'd like to compare for myself. Now I'm being too worried, so it's time to go focus on other things such as getting my check. . . I really don't want to see cracker barrel though. Oh well and go to hell, I say, oh well. It's time to start the days mission, I'm off to pack for the walk. good day to you.