I’m scared of dreams. Not the day dreams. I can manage those. Its the dreams I see unconsciously that i’m just so terrified of. The hopes and aspirations which get imprinted on my subconscious are so heavy that my shoulders droop underneath their weight.
I don’t mean to see those dreams. It’s not that I don’t desire what they show me. But I don’t want to see them. Not when they are so unattainable.
They’re just part of who I’m. They hide in my sleep. I barely remember them when I wake up but they are there. Always. My dreams. Turning into nightmares. Feeding on my fears.
Do you dream?