Dreams are weird. I mean the Teddy Roosevelt thing a couple days ago was weird, but I can blame THAT on drugs. THIS was just strange. Unnerving even. So here I was taking a nap, leaving Cagnazzo to pick up the slack for me (Thanks Buddy). All I had eaten before the nap was a bowl of Fruity Pebbles and Orange Juice. I slept on the same bed I had been in for a few days. And then I dreamed.
In the dream, I was in the forest. The forest my home back in North Carolina is surrounded by. I always liked those woods. I even had a favorite tree. I call it Franklin. But Franklin is not in this. So I was walking in these woods, and everything was going darker and darker... It was like all the color faded from everything...
He had an Omega symbol on his shirt, and he gestured towards a new opening in the trees. Light was shining through, and I saw myself through it, except free. Free from freeeeeeeeeee HIM. I saw Him standing there behind me motionless. Normally he is so comforting and warm but there I saw himandhe was so cold and felt so wrong. He never feels wrong. Why did he feel wrong??? EMPTY. WRONG. I turned towards the Omega person and he smacked me across the head. Then I was awake.
Now I want to lay down again... But I can rest when I am DEAD. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I have things to destroy, people to kill.
Ah... But I admit, my enthusiasm has been lowered slightly by this. I will just have to get over it.