My Lucid Dreams

Date: 3/28/2018

The way I dream has to be broken down. It’s not just something I can simply explain. I need to know that there’s someone else that does this shit. Well first off, I can dream when and whatever I want to. No one believes me, but I can rewind my dreams. I can edit out parts I don’t like. I can change anything. It’s like it’s an actual movie. I have characters. My actual being is obviously a main character, but then I have a boy who I always dream of. No matter what world, time period, scenario the dream takes place in, were always together. Always. They say you you can’t dream of people you’ve never seen, but I’ve never seen this guy. Even in the dream I can’t see him for what he truly is, you know? It’s like I see a shadow of what he actually is, if that makes sense. It’s recurring. For the last four years, aside from the occasional nightmare or a euphoric dream, I’ve dreamt of us. I’ve have dreamt thousands of dreams of us and the world around us. It’s like an addiction. I can’t not dream about this shit. It’s like I have this other world inside my mind, and I truly live in it all the time. Sometimes the realization that this guy and the life I’ve created is just a dream hits me like a train. Anyway, if you read all that, thanks. This shit is such a huge part of my existence, you don’t even know.