Dec 01, 2010 01:40
Why is it that I could have everything in the world, but some place inside me is still so sad? I feel like this sadness wasn't even accumulated in one lifetime. Maybe recognized here, but certainly not something new.
I dreamt about Lili last night. She wanted me to buy her vodka. So I did, and I bought some white wine. It was all these people I kind of knew, and we all drank.
I dreamt about waves again. And the other night I dreamt about Bruce. My dreams have been so sad, so empty, so dark lately. I miss Grandma. I want Nora back. And no one I talk to could understand. It's very lonely. I want something that will make all this better.