||[Jan. 10th, 2012|02:23 pm]
The passed few years I have been having recurring dreams. Basically every night I dream of the end of the world. Zombie apocalypse, world falling apart, demons, alien ships destroying us from the sky, you name it I've dreamt it. No matter the scenario there are constants. Usually I am at my old house. I'm usually trying to save people, I usually fail. Sometimes I end up running around my old neighborhood trying to find friends and family. Sometimes I fight to the end. Sometimes I give up. Usually when I give up I go out to the back yard and climb the play structure we had back there. I climb to the top, lay on my back and watch the ships battle or the meteorites fall to earth from space. I guess that speaks wonders to how lonely and lost I feel in waking life. It's finally 2012 I can't help thinking that I might be seeing visions of things to come. I guess we will see. And you of course haunt my dreams too. I feel so unmotivated lately like in the back of my mind I'm not going to be around much longer. I guess time will tell.