Cokolwiek

May 28, 2010 07:59

What is the point of you, emotions? I mean yeah, there is joy and happiness. But how often do you come around? Usually you're tentative, nervous, confused and I don't even know why.

Can I just finish this week without feeling like I need to curl up into a ball and cry myself back to sleep? Because there really is NO damn reason for you to be going out of control like this. I wake up miserable, forcing myself to get dressed for work when I should be thankful that I have a job and that it wasn't so bad last week, how the hell do I have the right to start going off when I just started?

Ugh. Really don't want to have an on button to my emotions today. Want to stay home, ignore reality. Just curl up and sleep.

Last night I dreamed that I was in a grey room, light from above, a door of black before me. The walls moved with whispers and the shadows danced in folly. I lay on the floor towards the back of the room, watching the door. I drew names in the dirt floor, and watched tears fill them in back to dirt. No hunger, no ambitions. Just laying in the dirt drawing.  I don't know why, considering the dream was only 5 minutes long, but I remembered. Yay.

That's your reality for today
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