Grr
I hate dreams right now, and with a passion. I have mastered the control of every single one of my emotions. All but one. The one that matters most. The one I have spent going on 7 years learning to take control of. And, to some extent, I have succeeded, but not enough. I can purge it for minutes at a time, but not indefinately. This, in turn, makes me need to act. I dislike acting. I don't want this anymore, I don't want where my head wanders. And yes, I understand some feelings must be felt. I have come to understand that over the years, which is why I only take control of certain ones. But this is unnecessary now. Unless there's something I'm missing here, there's no point in having it anymore.