Her: How are you doing today? Me: Well, thats an interesting question. Over the last few days, Ive been great. But last night they started again. The DREAMS. Im flying, soaring through the air in the most beautiful blue sky youve ever seen. Then, the next moment, Im falling, trying desperately to stay aloft as I sink rapidly towards my certain death below. But before I hit the ground, suddenly Im standing in a dark room, and right in front of me is the body of a man. I cant see his face, but hes bleeding from many wounds, dying in front of me. I try to stop the bleeding, I tear off my shirt and hold it against his body, but theres too much blood, too many deep gashes to stem the flow. Suddenly the room is filled with light, and I can see the face of the man. He is ME. He opens his (my?) eyes, and in a voice completely unlike my own, deep and somber, he begins to speak. He speaks words that I cannot understand, yet somehow I grasp his meaning fully. But then, at that moment, I wake up, sweating in the dark, confused, terrified, yet unharmed. Its the same dream Ive had for months. I know it has to mean something, anything, but I dont know what. Her: ................... Me: It HAS to mean something. Her: Okay.........so is this going to be for here or to go?
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 14:23:39 +0000
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