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Sometimes…I just can’t distinguish from being sane and insane.
I think I am mostly insane.
I had a dream I was in space…and it was snowing. The snow changed and illuminated the hot pink and purple nebula all around me…it truly was the most beautiful thing I can think of…and I’m not one to say that lightly.

I wish such vivid imagery and law-defying-sponatanity existed in my reality. Its not to say life isn’t exciting or doesn’t offer any spontaneity, its knowing you can’t have any expectations that makes my dreams beyond exciting. Everything is predictably unpredictable.

Knowing I can’t willing live in my dreams…I think if someone were to create a drug that would induce long-term dream-comas…I would take it and become a dream druggie addict.

Such is my insanity.