had a nightmare this morning. I'd say last night but I think it actually occurred just before I woke up. I am tempted to describe it before I forget it. However, I think maybe I'll let this one slip through the annals of posteriority. Thinking lucidly about the dream, I realise some things are worrying me. I also realise I'm so broken and beyond repair, I've lost my big chances. I also feel like my life is over, this is too big an admission for my conscious mind to handle, but just the thought of it, is my most terrifying realisation.

 

I also want to say that another reason I refuse to discuss the dream is that it was really bad. The dream was of a really mundane situation, sometimes mundane can be the most terrifying, and real of calamities.