Dreams Are a Powerful Trick

[shade_away]

Again my dreams play tricks on me. Before I woke up, I thought I'd just read an instant message from him expressing how much he noticed how different I was acting last night and he really enjoyed our time last night. That is so subtle. You see, my dreams are so down to earth that its no wonder I get them confused with reality. Sometimes I wonder where to draw the line. I know for sure, though that these feelings are the result of my biological body having a need for love to fill that need for sex to fill the body's need to procreate. Fuck you, body. I'm not a neanderthal. I won't be fooled so easily. Although I love him, my awareness of its purpose holds me from your primitive intent. It even fades love in time.

Do your worst! The power of the human mind will not be had!