I had some not-so-nice dreams last night… well, it was just one dream, and I kept waking up and thinking, I don’t like this dream, I want to dream something else then falling back to sleep – when the dream would pick up where it left off. I woke up just hating myself for things I had done in my dream. I despised me, I thought the whole world should be really angry with me, especially Jay. I don’t even want to tell him about it, because that part of me that hated the dream me is convinced that he would be angry with me, even though he wouldn’t.
Dreams are being evil lately. It’s time, as Artyste commented, that we take on the Dream God.