I’m feeling a bit like a deer caught in the headlights at the moment. I’ve been awake a little over an hour and the weight of the nightmare I had still rests upon my shoulders. I cannot shake the devastation of the dream. The pain lingers like an icy claw dug deep into my skin, taunting me with images and words not spoken in the real world, but in the depth of my sleep. As if they are forever etched into my mind. Not only do I sit here suffering at the hands of this insufferable nightmare, but I awoke to disappointment and a feeling of abandonment. Part of me wants to go back to sleep, but I fear the nightmare will return. Despite the fact that I do not wish to go back to sleep, I’m not sure I can face this day and my eyes lids are so heavy, I fear I may not be able to keep them open.
pose: FOXCITY. Surface Set