last night... this morning... when ever... i had a dream.
this dream was odd and even as i type i can feel myself forgetting it.
it was good though and gave me a burst of inspiration about something that i can't recall anymore.
but it involved some dark men with some dark purpose.
i hate that i can't remember every good thought/idea that i had. i hate that i can't recall ideas/thoughts that i had... period. (redundant, i know)
which makes me wish that something out there existed... existed, so that you could save every thought/memory/idea on a medium.
not necessarily for deleting or getting rid of it in your mind, but to be able to experience it again... relive those emotions and chemical signals.
sadly, such a thing doesn't exist... and it probably never will if we don't crack that human brain thing any time soon.
so until then... or just because of that reason, i'll have to resort to forgetting and hating myself for it or writing in my journal(s) that i keep hidden-stuff'd in every corner of my dwelling places so that i can get easy access or writing in this ambiguous sea of digital/virtual nonsense called a "blog"...
odd what humans come up with to compensate or whatev...
i'm getting tired again...
have to go grocery shopping... and wish someone a merry birthed day.
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