Dreams

I haven't updated this in awhile, but I'm proud to say I haven't been neglecting my writing. I've been working on some pieces.

I'm in something. Something I can't quite classify. I know I keep asserting that classification is overrated, that it only serves to separate us...why do I long for it then?

My desires are simple and long, but their fulfillment is complicated.

Whatever peace I have found during the day in the form of distractions is defeated when I sleep, I dream of her constantly. I must be crazy, and I've already admitted to it. I think because I went into this so open and natural with her, which is unprecedented, my dreams no longer wrap themselves in riddle but blatantly open myself to her. I don't know how to feel about that. Part of me feels strange, because its never happened. Part of me is happy. But another part of me shows that perhaps there is no escape, as if my dreams are a black hole. Can I compress myself to the size of a single atom? Won't that crush me? I'm thinking too deeply in metaphors. Overall I am amused by her appearance in dreams.

I've been trying to lucid dream lately. But when I become aware that its a dream, I don't try and manipulate it if she is there. If I lose control then she'll vanish. And in the dream world, she feels so real. I couldn't bare even a false disappearance. But overall I've been at it lately. Remembering dreams, I want to start a dream journal too. I had one before but I stopped. Dreams have always maintained my interest, ever since childhood.

I may update less frequently because of my writing project. But its always nice after writing some to unwind and just write an entry. So maybe Ill update more often? We'll see.