Nonsense
Eat Me. Drink Me. Down the Rabbit Hole you go….
They are coming to take me away, you know, coming to take me away…HeeHeeHaaHaaHoHo!
Why didn’t I tell him? I didn’t want to talk about it. I wasn’t over him. I wasn’t over it. Now, I’m over him, still not over it. So, he read about it last night. Oh, well. Maybe it’s better that he knows. Couldn’t ask for a better friend than him. Never could.
Things were weird between me and Casey yesterday. I hope it’s temporary. I love him. I just want to be happy with him, and I am.
Have to leave in about a half hour. Commit myself? Maybe. Maybe not.
Change my medication. Keep me sane for those around me.
I’m not making much sense today. I feel weird. So many things going through me head. I can’t stop it. I keep dreaming crazy things, long dreams that make little sense. Where am I going? Why am I here? I’m not crazy, right? No. Disturbed? Maybe.
I’m gonna go now. I’ve got so much else to think about.
Leave the drama on the stage. Leave me alone.
Blah. Good-night.
No you aren’t crazy. But “leave the drama onstage. Leave me alone?” Whose bothering you?
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Sometimes dreams are just…dreams. They’re just little bits of images and words that our brain retains in the day then farts back out at night. They can’t hurt you. You’re in control. Besides, what happens the living, breathing world is much more important than mental flatulence. Feel better 🙂
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“Leave the drama on the stage. Leave me alone.” Just a thought, not necessarily about me. I do that sometimes. And, hightower, thanks for the note. Sometimes dreams are just dreams, but I believe our subconscious gives us clues to where our problems lie. My therapist thinks so too, and works with me to try and find those things through my dreams, free association, and other techniques.
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