My soul is open as the sky, often times just as blue

Feb 24, 2006 09:12

I woke up hysterically crying this morning.... it felt pretty fucking strange.. waking up fucking crying. I dreamt I was dying of cancer... I was stuck in this stadium sized theater and there was this really bitchy lady (okay.. she was the really fat judge from Iron Chef America).. and she kept giving me shit.. and we were putting together a ( Read more... )

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vastoceanscrush February 24 2006, 15:44:53 UTC
That's amazing. -ly frightening. (That you remembered it all, as dream, as well.)
Unescapable ends.

I have dreams where I'm not dreaming, but I can't move. I can see, I remember how to move, I can feel the entire room (rarely the one I'm actually sleeping in). Last night I even had the will to push, but didn't have the strength to move off my hands. They're like remembering memory more than dream.

I used to sleepwalk. (better dreams, friend.)

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