Last night I had an absolutely ghastly nightmare. I was in high school, and this creepy boy wanted me to sit next to him in philosophy class. The actual high school looked like my old junior high school building, which has been demolished by now ( Read more... )

Last night I cried myself to sleep; I was sick and tired of arguing with my delusions all day. I have realized that I have come to some sort of crossroads in my life; I need to start fighting against the delusions and do my best ( Read more... )

Last night I probably had dreams that I have forgotten by now. Mostly these days I have had dreams of days when the earth is covered with snow that is as fluffy and white as the clouds in the sky, and perhaps about geocaching and still attending school after graduating, just to please my mother ( Read more... )

On Thursday I used a repairing hair mask for the first time in a while; it made my hair a tad bit flat after it was dry, I guess I used too much of it ( Read more... )

Last night I had many kinds of dreams. In one of them, me and my companion traveled in time to the Victorian era and contacted the dead spirit of Sherlock Holmes in a séance.
I also had a dream of the Doctor Who episode Father’s Day.
In another dream, me and my family traveled to a holiday resort; in yet another, I watched the movie Texas ( Read more... )

I had a nightmare and woke up in a bad mood. After getting up, I felt mental and physical nausea, and my head hurt ( Read more... )

For this week, I have had a period of lucid dreaming. I always find it hard to get up every morning, and usually end up sleeping all the way to afternoon ( Read more... )