She lay in bed all night watching the morning change...
I enjoy watching people enter large rooms and I enjoy watching the same people leave small rooms, but during this time in between their entrance and exit I don't do any more than stare at them and think about them. I like to make up my own stories for people...they're fascinating stories. I imagine what people are thinking about during the times when I see them...they're fascinating thoughts. Sometimes I find out that the stories that I make up in my head really happened. Sometimes I find out that the thoughts that I imagined they were thinking were really being thought. It's not that I have a lot of time on my hands...it's just that I can't stop thinking about other people and the happenings of their minds. I do still believe that people are beautiful. I wish that everybody could see themselves the way that I see them...nobody would be as down on themselves as they are.
I've been having really vivid dreams recently...I always dream about people I know (or have seen). If anybody doesn't want to show up somewhere in my dreams, then they had better stay out of my line of vision because if I even know you slightly I can guarantee I'll dream about you sooner or later. I feel really creepy saying that, but I don't have bizarre dreams about people...although sometimes they are a little peculiar. People are always very vibrant and attractive in my dreams...everybody I saw today looked very attractive...I could have easily pretended I was dreaming today.