Vivid..

In the last two weeks, my dreams hve seemed so so real. It's very strange to wake up believing that what just took place in dream land is true.

Last night's dream was wicked creepy at first- involving guns and machetees. Not a big fan...
The second half of the night involved someone from the past that I am just not too sure about... That's my way of saying they're shady. So, also not a big fan. Why can't I dream about living on the beach in Spain or nestlings up in the mountains of Aspen in a hottub.

Kapish?