I hate dreams.
Nightmares yanks me up from my sleep, all sweaty and shivering.
Good dreams just make up wake up and yearn for what i dont have.
With no tangible benefits from these two, all i get is a lack of sleep, which i rarely get.
I had a nightmare last night which woke me up at 4:30am. It kinda left me depressed cos i couldnt get to sleep after that.
And now, with absolutely no recollection of the dream, im feeling out of sorts.
I hate that.
Im heading home in 1 hour. I'm glad for that.
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