Dreams

They can be good... they can be bad.
I'm going to talk about the bad kind.
One specific dream in particular.
That keeps coming back.
It won't stop.
It's the same thing over and over again.
I'm sick of it!
I am trying to find joy.
Each day I have the stupid dream makes that task difficult.
I am happy.
I have a WONDERFUL life.
I am blessed beyond what I deserve.
Why do I let my subconscious get to me so much?
Maybe because it seems so real.
Why does it seem so real?
I tasted it.
I FELT it.
I saw it.
It happened.
But only in my dream.
Man, it seemed so real.
Dreams.
They can be good.... they can be bad.
I HATE it when they're bad.