Dreaming...

Like most people i tend to dream - Both conciously and subconciously. I do realise that the difference between conciously dreaming and sub-conciously dreaming is the amount of control you have over what you see and how you interpret it. But everyone knows that that's easier said than done.

I've come to realise that no matter what type of dream it is, you arise from it with either a sense of clarity or confusion. For me, I'm often left in a state of confusion.

In some sick and twisted way, dreams reflect some form of fantastical reality that only your mind can conceive. But I dont get it... There are things I dream of that I don't want to conceive yet there it is in my subconcious waiting to be played when the lights go out, like a private theatre room. Is it my mind's way to punish me for exercising it on the random treadmill?! Hmmm Wouldn't be surprised.

Right now, my dreams have been so warped that it's becoming a constant horror movie marathon. What happened to the days of dreaming of Oz?... I'll ask Dorothy and I'll get back to you... Until next time...

Relapse

You know... I really thought I could do it. I thought I could overcome this, but maybe I can't.
I don't know how to resolve it.
I don't have the courage.

Maybe it's time I gave up on you.
But I can't.