Tuesday, November 3, 2015

When you rather have nightmares than Dreams

I don't understand my brain sometimes.  My dreams haunt me, even when they aren't nightmares.  Sometimes I wish they were, so I could just write them off as my anxiety and my over active imagination. But that is not the case sadly.  This was a nice dream, one I can remember which is a shock.  I kissed someone I shouldn't have kissed.

And it was nice.

Jeeze, I just can't win can I?