gogobongo

So, it is 4 am and i just woke up out of this dream. I dreamt that a seaplane dropped us off in the middle of the ocean. We had a small raft and an anchor with a 1,000 foot line. We needed every bit but we couldn't grab anchor anywhere. We held and pulled, the current kept pulling us. We strained for 28 hours until the anchor finally graabbed hold of something. It was a house it grabbed. We then scuba dove down 1,000 feet to search through an entire town that had been there once. Everything was intact. It looked like a town that had been run down and abandoned long before we ever got there. It looked like Flint Michigan, bare, hard and dead. Some cars were floating above the town making it look they were flying and we were there to find something, something important. It seems that I am always looking for something in my dreams, something that I never find. I am exploring for something lost. I am a scienist trying to find a secret. I am a runner trying to catch something just out of reach. I am always chasing, running, searching, just trying to solve a problem, fix a mistake, answer a question. It seems as if I don't know what the question is that I am trying to solve, or the thing that I am trying to find, I am lost in the search though. I have to do something I just don't know what.
I had a bunch of dreams about HER last night too. For some reason, though I want to, I cannot let her go. I can't make myself believe that she is not the one. I can't tell myself that I do not love her. It is so strong in me, how does she not feel it? well, that is for another time, I am going to try to get back to sleep, goodnight.