I said I wasn't going to post until Monday....sorry, but I lied.
I don't think I'm going to be able to post tomorrow, or the day after for that matter. So I figure it'd be nice to have something for the mean time.
I've stressed out so much that I'm sick now. It's not the time for me to be sick either. I have my classes to think about, and for some reason they've all cracked down on attendance. Missing an entire week would be academic suicide. I'm pushing to be healthy again by Wednesday.
I've had two very good, but disturbing dreams. Are dreams the presentation of the things you want most in life? Are they memories you wish you had? Is there any meaning to them at all? I don't have answers. But I can believe that a scientist and a christian would both say that dreams are a form of something, whether from your self or from God.
Somewhere out there is what I want. This keeps me going. It's my only motivation at this point. If someone were to take that away from me, I don't know what I'd do.
"Give me one more medicated peaceful moment,
'Cause I don't want to feel this overwhelming hostility."
Some day...some where...some time...
1 comment:
Man, you need a release ... a healthy one. You know what, I can remember way back when you liked to draw ... have you tried that lately. I hate to bring back bad memories, but what helped you through your 'high blood pressure' spat junior-year? Anyhow, you know where I am at, and I need to come down again, you just let me know.
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