all i have to do... is dream

i am blessed and cursed with insomnia...  i find it very difficult to remember my dreams. this morning i woke for the first time around 2 am... and have been drifting in and out of sleep all morning... it's now almost 6:30am. i had a series of nightmares which i remember vividly ... and i keep a notebook by my bed for the sole purpose of jotting down any dreams i can remember... because it is so rare i ever do. i have no trouble recalling any of the nightmares from the early hours of today... they were all sharp. in the very last dream... i watched a man in a grey suit plummet down 2 flights of stairs... head first... and crash land ... his arm squirting blood on the white walls of the stairwell... when i woke from that dream i realized i still had clothes in the dryer in the basement of my building... so i walked down the 3 stories and into the basement... i noted the cold creepy click of my shoes... and slow moan as the door closed behind me and i thought of my friend who is a photographer and how it would make an excellent place for her to shoot... at night... and i looked behind me as the door closed... i saw nothing... i collected my laundry and went back the way i came... this time... i noticed a toy figure... a man... in a grey suit... laying on the ground at the bottom of the stairs... my heart dropped. i questioned weather i was sleep walking... but no... i am actually awake... i came back upstairs and logged into my facebook account... i had one friend request... from a man laying flat on his back on pavement. 


i don't know what the universe is trying to tell me... but I HEAR YOU.

Dreaming Music...