D r e a m s *

I hate when I can remember that I dreamed but can't remember what I dreamed. I remember parts though. Hmm... I know there was more to the dream, but I waited too long before looking it up. Anyways I love when sometimes I can change the course of my dream, and start to think in a lot of nice things, things I would like to  happen, but usually they wouldn't. It's sad maybe but it's a nice way to free your mind.  Suuuuuuure. I have lots of people offering me love. So many, in fact, that I just choose to "put it aside" Life it's so ironic sometimes.