Man none of my dreams ever make sense. They’re not usually true nightmares, but occasionally. They’re never fun or relaxing, they’re always a little bit WTF, but somehow my brain still tells me, yeah sure, this is all real! And then I wake up confused. Always been that way. I’m jealous of people who have nice dreams. I’d rather have none at all rather than the junk my brain throws at me.
Man none of my dreams ever make sense. They’re not usually true nightmares, but occasionally. They’re never fun or relaxing, they’re always a little bit WTF, but somehow my brain still tells me, yeah sure, this is all real! And then I wake up confused. Always been that way. I’m jealous of people who have nice dreams. I’d rather have none at all rather than the junk my brain throws at me.