Dreams

I woke up at 3:11 am with the vivid feelings of the remainder of a dream I had. It was so strange... so real. It was insane! It was all so convincing, the flesh, the smells, the feelings of the stairs under my feet and that tingling sensation you get when standing at the edge of something high off the ground, so high that it makes your head spin. Wow. No wonder insane people are insane. Our minds are incredible. How is it we can convince ourselves something is reality when it isn't... or is it? What defines reality anyway? Who defines reality? And what makes it reality?

Wow. I was so convinced. And so dissapointed to find it wasn't real. Maybe that's why paranoid peopel become paranoid. They long so much to be wanted to by someone that they take it to extremes? Its interesting to think about anyway.