Stolen from the ever so illusive dream.......

There have been very few times in the two decades I've dwelled on this particular planet that I have been able to recall having had distinct dreams, let alone remembering them. What woke me this morning, I don' rightly know.......but, it was a cruel but not necessarily unusual fate.

Once I'd stumbled back into this absurd state of wakefulness (like many other mornings) I realized I'd fallen victim to blood sugar sickness. I would like to thank folks and my pancreas for this,it's been grand. After taking the proper medication I wait, so often I wait until I can't shake such a terrible feeling.

I apologize for straying from the seemingly chosen topic, moments hsve always been so distracting. In said dream I'd found myself in another place on the planet in which I reside, I'd apparently gotten there by train. Being away from such a dream even for such a short amount of time what had occured is already becoming a blur.

Before I attempt to recall and assemble such blurred information I suppose I'll cut to the chase in hopes of reaching an end to this particular train of thought, for now. I know in this dream I was with a girl, whether I was supposed to have known her or not is a mystery to me. Spending time with this girl, of course as in any tragic tale led to caring for her immensely.

I know I'd kissed her neck and then we'd gotten out of the vehicle in which we were traveling and entered some kind of public vacinity. Seemingly enough I'd cared very much so for this "dream girl" and in short after directing me to the "train station" which I'd strayed from to stay with said girl I'd found that she had disappeared.

Around this time was when my eyes began to open, despite struggle I was brought back into wakefulness. Uncomfortably asleep on the couch in the basement, in some degree of pain from diabetic misery.

I would now like to thank The Rx Bandits for creating the music I'm enjoying at this very moment. Here on this machine across from the couch which I was stolen from my ever so illusive dream. I plan on seeing The Rx Bandits July 30th, I cannot wait.

I don't think there's much else that's any kind of relevant to state other than the fact the girl from wherever I'd traveled to in my dream may have resembled the beautiful Jennifer Love Hewitt, which I find interesting. Also, this short verse which I suppose I'll find meaningless much sooner than expected.

"In my dream
I never
got on that train
not even
during or after that song
but I knew
I knew all along
I couldn't stay"

P.S. The song I'm referring to believe it or not, seriously it even surprised me was "Trains" by Porcupine Tree. Almost as if I'd created a finale for a story whic may never have had and may never have an end.

I want to express such madness no longer. There is no harping on.
Goodbye.