Jun 17, 2005 07:46
So I am sitting here listening to guy by the name of Isreal Kamakawiwo'ole, he is a hawaiian singer, pretty good I think, check him out :) But anyway, it made me think of Hawaii and the week I spent with David there, And now I am on the verge of balling. I miss him so much when we are apart, yet when we are together, I can be such an asshole. I don't know what my problem is, for some reason I don't like people to get close to me. I don't know why. Anytime I get close to anyone, I become an asshole and push them away, I concentrate on the bad things about said person and it just bugs the hell out of me. Maybe I need to go see a shrink again, though I don't know if that would help, I mean I know what my problem is, it's not like I can be prescribed something and it go away. Anywho, went off on a bit of a tangent. It was good tears, that week was one of the best if not the best time of my life. I was with the man I am going to spend the rest of my days with, no worries about money, bills, work, etc AND to top it off we were Hawaii, which is absolutely beautiful! So, anytime I hear Hawaiian music it takes me back to that week. I don't know why I am such a softie, I hate it you know, kind of embarrassing. I can cry over one of those stupid ass commercials, I even cry when I hear a beautiful song, and it doesn't even have to be a sad song, just trigger a memory or something, or it could just sound beautiful. I dunno, now that I have embarrassed myself further :)
Oh, I forgot, last week, I had yet ANOTHER dream where I come into a large amount of money. I wish that it would hurry up and come true. I swear I will throw the biggest party ever! SO anyways, Here's what I remember. I have something very important, don't remember what exactly it is, but I think that it was even a bad thing and would cause a lot of destruction, I don't know why I would even sell it. But anyway, some guy, which I could best describe as a Mob type boss, or someone like that offers me 7 Mil I think, but I hold out and eventually he pays me 10 Mil and I take it. And once again I am trying to figure out what to do with it. Not only divide it up among banks, but figure out a way to hide it from the government so I dont have to pay taxes on it :) For some reason my subconscious is really putting a lot of effort into this reoccurring dream. So anywho, I should look it up and see if this has any kind of significance. I hope its really an ESP type thing. I keep playing the lottery every couple weeks or so, maybe I will pick the right numbers one week.
Well, I need to carry my ass to bed, hopefully I won't dream about getting a lot of money, as it is depressing to have to meet reality after that. And it's depressing enough as it is on it's own. Have I mentioned how much I hate Dover?