Saturday, October 30, 2004
I am thinking tonight about what it would be to not have a bad dream at night. Even the nights when I can't remember them, I know that they happened. The sheets are a mess, the pillow is sweaty, things have been kicked onto the floor. And I am never rested.
What would it be like to not have to figure out in the morning where you've thrown things in the night? To not stay up as late as possible so that I'm exhausted when I fall into bed and don't have time to think of other things? To not miss my nightlight? To wonder what I am supposed to do if I wake up and can't remember where I am? To not have a hard time breathing when I think about the fact that my parents aren't right down the hall and that I can't go over to Dayna's if I need someone to hold me in my sleep?
I will just keep praying that some day
those dreams can come true.
. celebrate . `@ 1:28 AM