Am I the only one to notice that when you are about to go to sleep,
your heart starts beating fast? Maybe it only happens to me. Maybe my
body is excited with being on the verge of shutting down for 6 hours.
My brain gets excited, it can't wait until it goes into dream mode and
starts fucking with me with the weirdest possible scenarios. Imagine if
everything in our dreams were real, happening in an other universe. We
wake up and the people in our dreams are still going on with their
lives in their world, and every dream is just us popping in on their
world. It may be the way we try to get away from certain things for a
while, like watching a movie or T.V. show.
It may sound like I'm baked and I'm spewing bullshit, but I'm not.
I wish I was, but I'm not. I don't even know why I'm typing this.
I like to think what everyone's home life is like sometimes. At
work, I wonder what that cocky cocksucker is like at home or around his
loved ones. We all come into work, and we're all in the same little
word. After we punch out, we go back to our lives. Some can't wait to
come into work and escape, some can't wait until they escape from work.
They at least have something in common with the people they work with,
they're all trying to live.
What the fuck is the deal with people who take their jobs
seriously. Especially when it's not some corporate job, and they're not
some hot shot trying to make a deadline.
I guess I'll stop this for today. I'm gonna go take an adventure
with my brain and those thoughts that are hiding somewhere in my head.