August 10, 2006 It'd be really scary, to see someone you love go away, somewhere far.
That's just what happened in my dream. And in it I bottled it all up, then I suddenly cried in front of my friends and they have no idea why.
I really really wish it'd never happen. I hope I'll die before everyone else does.
Dreams like this makes me wake up tired or want to continue sleeping forever because I never wanna wake up to face reality. Or should I say those are definately nightmares?
How come there isn't any choose Option A or Option B in our dreams? How come they just keep running. How come we can't select the starting, or the plot, or the ending? How come sometimes it's scary and we can't wake up till something like an alarm does? How come they seem so real? How come I only seem to have sadistic and unhappy dreams? How come the supposedly happy ones make me feel extremely sad when I wake up? How come the sad ones don't do the opposite when I wake up? How come they seem not much different from reality?
How come, how come?
Red to black.
At least tomorrow I get to communicate with humans.