I had a horrible dream last night. I dremt that my long-time friend Tyler asked me if I wanted to be Zombified. Being a gore/ horror buff, I said 'FUCK YES!'. This decision led to me literally decompose alive. It felt horrible. I lost the ability to feel anything but physical discomfort, my bones broke simply from riding in a car, my skin hung from my deteriorated frame, my blood just drained from every opening I tore in my skin when I stretched. I felt so fragile and weak. I felt like death. The image of my ideal self flashed before my eyes (It's FUCKED in my opinion when you see the image of your ideal self that you concocted in wakefullness in a dream) and the feeling of loss swept over me. Waking up, I felt my face to make sure I wasn't left in such a decrepit state.
I hate the dreams that linger with you after you've woken up. Or have you?
I hate the dreams that linger with you after you've woken up. Or have you?