Have you ever had those dreams that make you wish that those dreams were real, and the real world was a dream? Well lately I've been having those. Dreams that make the everyday seem so unbelievable that when I wake up its like, damn! I was actually enjoying myself! I won't get into the details but I have to say, my dreams are what some would call EPIC. Vibrant colors, and wild outlandish characters, and unimaginable plots. However much I enjoy this reality, I'm sure that my "oversleeping" is some sort of subconcious attempt to avoid "waking-life" which i, might i add, completely boring. I wake up after these dreams and try to look forward to the future. Ironically enough I'm always still in the present; the same boring, grimmey present. But truthfully I can't seem to help myself. Even when I realize that I'm dreaming I try to continue the dream, to keep from waking up.
I wonder if this is some post-grad PTS (post-traumatic-stress). That's probably just more wishful thinking on my part. It's much more likely that I'd just rather sleep and enjoy my dreams than my own life, which for the moment is still depressingly uneventful.
On the upside, my new air-conditioning unit has been pumping glorious cold air into my room every night, yay! So at least in my dreams its cool. The harsh reality of humidity is obviously something I've been needing to escape.
In closing I thought I would attach a to do list for the month:
1. Find Job
2. Stress over the previous
3. Blog about it
p.s. Dear God's of Craigslist, it seems you aren't real or at the least too busy to indulge my requests. As a result I have lost faith in you completely. Just wanted to let you know I'm joining a cult to spite you. So there.
