It’s happening again. Two deep sleeps, two ultra vivid dreams. The universe is telling me “no”. I want to lay down so I don’t have to deal, I also want to not drown my mind with chemicals, so I try to turn it off, try to just lay down and close my eyes.
It’s like I’m being told “I know your tricks buddy”
Today wasn’t as bad, last night was very rough. I had a long drive at work, let my mind wander … It went back to the moment I awoke, tears in the corners of the eyes. Fuckin unicorn rare for me. A fluke or a beacon, a feeling of calling or a natural psychological byproduct of sleep.
dawn 