“…if i had ever NOT wanted something, it would be my ability to distinguish dreams from reality. …i’m cursed with rationality, logic–stuck in a world where my confined soul is limited by the need to make sense of everything, when in fact, by the end of the day, my sensibility means absolutely nothing……

good night, dear friend.

i hope you never wake up…”

…i was just wondering if this meant anything to you guys. i know i wasn’t depressed or anything! i wrote this more than five years ago, and i still feel the same way. it’s strange–how much we can change in such a small amount of time, yet how we can stay the same person..our “true” self.

hopefully, i never forget who i am…