Thursday, 18 July 2024
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Hello. All is well. God is love.

I wake up at 6 AM these days. It's 3 AM. Something woke me up half an hour ago. Both my earplugs are gone, and my tongue is sore. I must have bitten it in my sleep. Something in me is racing. I can't fall asleep. It's odd. I went to bed at midnight. Not even three hours I've slept, yet I feel I slept for a long time. I'm not even sure how long. Years, my mind says, but that's absurd. It must be overdramatizing. Silly goose.

As it's now witching hour, let's talk demons. Well, for me, it's more about ghosts. I haven't dreamt of ghosts in a long time. Over the years, my mind has become very non-superstitious. The world and people are far more scary anyway, heh.

Anyhow, when I was a kid, I had countless dreams of ghosts. I was scared of them, but when I think about it, they never harmed me. They were just a tad mysterious. For example, in one dream, they would take me on journeys if I failed a puzzle, like finding the correct lock for a key. One time, a ghost even took me on an adventure on a plane. Hey, it's a dream, anything goes.

Ghosts are still a bit scary in some cases. In one dream, my brother left to find batteries for a toy, but he didn't return. No, a ghost with batteries did. Pretty eerie. Woke me right up. Indeed, terrifying. Spooky, one might even say.

Also, how is it possible that I don't know the intentions of people I meet in my dreams, that what they say surprises me? That's bizarre when you think about it. The mind is a universe itself to be explored. Weow.

When I think back to all those dreams, I experience a surge of feelings and become teary, but I don't know why. It's overwhelming, I guess.

Oh, lucky me. One slice of bread left. Yummy. Nom nom. Back to sleep I go.