Friday, 8 April 2011

Cloud Nine.

I had a dream last night. A really, really good one. The kind that you try to force yourself back into the drowsy confines for.

Nightmares are not so hot. I've succumbed to a particularly lucid and recurring one of late which actually resulted in my waking up to a tear-soaked pillow the following morning. Scary stuff. But not really. More the fact that I genuinely felt this episode could finally manifest itself in reality.

And there's nothing you can do about anything that happens during the irritatingly intangible R.E.M state. Annoyingly. Otherwise I might have managed to bag myself that fantastically talented sugar-daddy-come-silver-fox I envisaged last night.

I want the fantasy, dammit.

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