Dreamless & Happy

Real happy since yesterday seeing as how I've been able to rest for a long period of time, a wonderful long restful sleep. These past few days I have had crazy fucked up nightmares. Maybe it was the lack of good sleep or a mix of my thoughts shit in movies and books. Wtf I mean really! My mind was fucked-up this past week. It's strange going to bed knowing I'll end up freaking myself out of a good sleep but that's over now, I'm willing myself to end nightmares. How I hate recurring nightmares, though that type hasn't come up in awhile.

About three times a year for the past four years I've had this one recurring nightmare that's kinda strange. My Mum says its a premonition, I don't know what to believe yet because I haven't decided. In Santa Barbara when it happens its quick, always near the ocean and sometimes in different beaches. It always ends the same...a wall of water so high it cast a shadow. You can guess what happens, this all started when I was 17or18.
I guess time will tell if its my imagination.

Overlooking the nightmares I really enjoy dreams and dreaming. Specially when it invokes deep fun feelings. Like playing with a pet that once lived from a younger childhood. Like having something you never really had or could have, and in those moments its real. Like a lucid dream like flying. So real but only in your mind.

For now I'll just stay dreamless&happy. goodpeoples