I usually only have nightmares a few times a year, at least ones that I vividly remember or wake up from. These past few nights, it's every single night. It's getting old.
I feel like they're all telling me the same thing though.
Don't forget what you really want. Don't let go. Don't lose yourself.
What I really want is many things.
I'm just trying to figure out if I can have them all at once.
I need a weekend in the city.
I can't wait until it's warm, I just want to lay in the sun. That's all.
"He says we can take this weekend, drive out past city limits, keep on driving just as far as we can go. And we can take this weekend, and make it last forever, deal the shackles of our lives a breaking blow. Because to run away is victory, a tank of gas is freedom, and a starry night and open road is hope. We can take my fast car, or maybe just close our eyes, and when we open them the world we want, can be the world we know."
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