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Or will you die in bed? December 23, 2016. I wake up from the worst nap I have had in years. The nightmare itself was standard enough to be considered a dream. There was a distinct lack of violence and gore just the slow discovery of a long series of family secrets. A web of lies so intricate I am unsure how my sleeping self made it up. My mind wanders back to dream. In it, I had woken up several times.

Fear, trembling, and inner speculation. A soundless journey to a sounder place. Written a long, long time ago. again, i only feel comfortable posting this now, when most of the truth has become immovable, unemotional fact. If you are lost, take it from the top. 8216;tell me what happened. I know those colourful socks. there were times you were the only thing i was holding on to, being too buoyant in my own emotions. you know you could have been the one.

Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.