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Mar. 14th, 2014 01:20 am
jeshyr: Blessed are the broken. Harry Potter. (Default)
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There's this dream ... Ever since I got sick I've dreamed it - twenty years of this same bloody dream. I dream that I'm with a group of friends but I can't keep up with them. They walk faster than I can, pulling away progressively, and I try as hard as I can to keep up ... But I can't speed up and I can't call out.

The details vary - sometimes it's high school friends, sometimes folk from university. Sometimes I can't open my mouth to speak, sometimes I can call out but there's no sound. It's like I'm struggling to move through treacle, or tar - I can, with utmost effort, move a little but I am left further and further behind. Having some ability to go forward though gives me the illusion that if I just tried hard enough I could somehow catch up.

Most times nobody looks back, sometimes someone looks back but they don't see me. They never seem to notice my absence - they never look for me or wait for me or come back for me.

Always I am left struggling, alone and unseen and unmissed.

I really hate that dream.


R

PS
I *am* fine.

Well ok, I am maudlin tonight but probably because I'm so physically and emotionally exhausted right now - that's pretty standard for me. I'll feel better in the morning after a hopefully decent nights sleep. There's nothing wrong or anything so don't panic ok?

Date: 2014-03-14 12:17 pm (UTC)
acelightning: heavily manipulated image of a purple rose (goth rose)
From: [personal profile] acelightning
what a wonderful, sweet thought!

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