Sunday, September 28, 2008

Panic at 2.

Nothing really horrible.
Boyfie said something that worried him and a thought crossed my mind -- which then caused my heart to skip a beat and somehow mess up its whole rhythm for a few minutes. Idiotic, really.
Idiocy and Wanie goes hand in hand, I shouldn't be so surprised anymore.

Anyway, even though I was just being an idiot.. my worries had managed to creep into my dream and completely ruin my night's sleep.
Imagine coming home to a place you're unfamiliar with, quite alone.. and the only person there besides you was a stranger whose sole purpose was to tell you that no one is there for you. Cue dramatic score -- yes, score. Believe it or not, some of my dreams actually has its own soundtrack and the sound was a very very dramatic (yet heartbreaking) composition of violins and cellos a few hours ago.

So when I woke Nina up at 4:30 this morning, walking in a straight line was quite impossible. I only came off the drowsiness around 5:15. And though I'm very much awake right now (and a little afraid of going back to sleep) I know that I should go back to bed. Plus, the sky outside is turning lighter blue by the minute.. it's now or never.
mm.. so.. off to sleep now.


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