For the last 3 nights, I've gotten into bed excited. Why?
To dream.
And when I wake up in the morning, I stay in bed an extra hour so I can keep dreaming.
This is going to sound uber cheesy and lame, but dreaming is where I meet my friends. I hang out with Jim in my dreams and I have so much fun. I don't know how else to put this...but dreaming is the highlight of my day! It's really sad to wake up and know that you're actually awake. No more friends. No more Jim. Just family. Just life.
I don't know why I miss him so much. I came to the conclusion that he clearly does not long for me as I do for him. Hence my obsessive nature. Today driving near his neighborhood, I searched out the window intently, hoping to see him and his friends walking down the road.
Trying to make the most of life is getting kinda dull. God and I had a really cool time yesterday. This morning I was kinda not too into it. And I don't want to be worn down so soon. He fills me with joy And all I feel right now is bored and lonely.
I guess I'll just leave life for the dreams.
