Sometimes, the best dreams are the most cruel. I finally fell back asleep this morning around 7 when I had the most spectacular dream ever (it’s clean, FYI, for people like Sunny who were wondering…). It couldn’t have been better. But then I slightly jerked in my sleep and I knew I was in the middle of a dream.
While sometimes lucid dreaming gives me the most incredible feeling to be able to manipulate my dreams, it wasn’t the case in this dream. I was just absolutely crushed that this epic scene involving Hot Model Hipster Guy in Media Studies Class was in fact not real life. Instead of basking in the glow of the dream, I quickly woke myself up.
Stupid stupid brain. Thanks for getting my hopes up.
I’ll be depressed for the rest of the day.