Visions

I’m tired and feeling exhausted. Was up late for no reason, couldn’t sleep properly, and had to wake up early today. And the nightmare I had towards the dark dawn was rather horrible ... not unpleasant perhaps, but horrible. I suppose the two terms would appear the same to some. It was the first time in ages, perhaps even years that I lay quietly with a sense of dread and most surprisingly a fervent desire to not die. I don’t really know what to make of it though ... “I don’t want to die now” is the last thing I’d usually say. Heh.

Life seemingly springs strange surprises. Uncharacteristic dreams and an even more uncharacteristic reaction to these would appear to be a part of it. At least it makes life less bland and makes for moments of quiet retrospection. I wonder what I have been thinking. The dull pounding that I can feel on one side of my head is making me rather woozy.

I’ll leave the dream analysis for another day though.