Its 3:00 in the morning.
I haven't had proper sleep in months now,
Especially not with dreams that keep me lying awake at night debatng if my universe is trying to tell me something or if they areally are just senseless pictures.
Dreams.. now those are the one thing that know how to burrow themselves so deep into my mental thought that it actually hurts.
3 am dreams are the scariest.
I woke up at 2:59.
And let me just state now that I don't have an issue with dreams, but rather whats inside of them
When Iwas a small kid I used to have god awful dreams so horrible that I woke up crying and cradling myself.
My grandmother would come in the room but it seemed like I could say everything that simply did not help her understand.
So I gave up.
Because it seems that even as I've gotten older, dreams to me will always be nightmares.
This one didn't wake me up crying, but It was too real for me to enjoy any way..
I guess I won't be sleeping any more..
This week is the first week I've had dreams in a while.
But still..
What a pain...
