I woke up from a dream a few hours ago. Â Em started dancing with me, almost like ballroom dancing. Now that I think of it, it was more like the lifts of ice skaters. I moved around and above her, liquid or like the wind. All of it was effortless. The distorted physics in my dreams give me an ethereal glimpse into living without the physical constraints of a body.
Dreaming is my favorite thing to do. It is my favorite part of being alive. Even nightmares offer me solace. I love being part of an interactive story that my mind has plotted out for me… I love the infinite possibilities.
You know how dreams never make any sense and you quickly forget them? Well, maybe this world is the actual dream and everything here is bizarre compared to real life, and since we forget so quickly we don’t have time to realize that.
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Are you in love with em?
nah, she’s just my friend. We do love to say that if we were into girls, we’d be perfect for each other. She’s just too violent though.