Have you ever woken up from a dream and wished you could go back. Perhaps exchange your current perception of reality for whatever fleeting glimpse of good that you saw in the midst of your slumber. I've been having these dream far too often over the past year and I don't know if that means that I'm not happy with my life right now or if it implies that I can never be happy. Maybe I'm the type of bastard who always wants more than he can have.
Enough of my depression.
Hello my woodland creature friends. I havent been keeping up with ym journal and I feel like quite the bastard because of that. Lately I've been reading journals and not posting and I decided it just wasn't fair. So even though I'm busy with school during the week I'll still try and post more often.