I have to run (into the woods)

In part I wish I had woken up earlier, as I now don’t know if I have time to talk about my dreams, which were intense and telling. Another part tells me that I may not have had the dream if I had gotten up, as I can’t remember if it was a snooze button thing. If it was, it was worth the rush now, as I remember what happened, and I feel that it will stick with me even past the time that I remember why. Dreams are awesome like that.


I’ve been trying to work on a more pure stream of consciousness style of writing here, as one would observer were there an observer. However, I see that I really have a wandering mind. There’s a lot that I automatically edit even to myself when I think.