I started a blog, like, a long time ago. Then i moved and had no internet. Then i moved AGAIN and it took me a few months, but here i am. This "blog" is not really for any entertainment value or even for any purpose, but rather it is likely going to serve as a diary for me. a much faster than a traditional diary - diary. oh, and to make it even faster, i tend not to capitalize my letters or use much punctuation. im not fucking retarded. i know HOW to do it. i prefer not to so... please dont comment about that. its really pointless. shit still makes sense.
Anyway, this morning i had a dream that i was in a car crash. it wasnt like a weird, vague, regular dream. it was very realistic. and it was very fast. i dreamt that i was driving in my buick, on a road that i normally drive on. i was just cruising down the street and i could see everything passing via my [stellar] peripheral vision. trees whirring, parked cars, pedestrians, curbs - it was very specific. im driving in the far left lane next to the divider. a silver car rolls up on the right and tries to come over into my lane. and the idiot smashes into the median and i crash into him. there was nothing else. i was startled awake, gasping for air as if i had been holding my breath the entire duration of my sleep. for minutes, i lay panting, with my heart racing. and then i thought "well that was a stupid dream" and i went back to sleep.
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