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As I lay me down to sleep, all the choices come rushing through my head. A tidal wave of emotions, I begin to sift through the grains of sand that are my worries. I stare listlessly into the abyss called darkness while I wonder where my life will lead me. I remember a time when I was hopeful and content, naive and impressionable. I think of all this and I slowly drift off into a world where the hurtful words leave no bruise, where I cry without ever shedding a tear, where I can fly away simply by wishing, where I can live any dream without remorse or regret. Sometimes I am actually able to live my dream. Sometimes the nightmare of reality is like a demon dragging me away from my peaceful slumber. I can't wait for a time when I am finally able to settle into myself without it being a dream.