Dec 11, 2005 13:30
I had a nightmare last night. I honestly thought that I wasn't going to wake up from it, but when I finally did I was crying. It really scared me. It made me think about my family and how much I really care about them and it made me think about my friends and how much I'd regret not letting every last one of them know that I care about them, and that I'll always need their friendship, for no better reason then to say that I just need it. I dreamed I was suppose to die, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. And it was my father who was suppose to do it, and my mother was trying to go in my place, but they wouldn't let her. The worst part was how calm my dad was when he looked at me. I had no control, I felt like I was bound. I don't think I've ever been so happy to wake up and see the morning. I'll end with a quote.
"People who shut their eyes to reality simply invite their own destruction, and anyone who insists on remaining in a state of innocence long after that innocence is dead turns himself into a monster."