My strange dreams have come back and there beautiful which is the worsed part of it, its being to feel more and more like id rather be inside my own head than outside, I just wish the girl in my dream would tell me her name, cause she just reminds me of her, the one, but it doesnt matter, like I they are still beautiful, even though they are so strange, i wonder if that is what dying in your sleep means, when you just dont want to wake up, i guess I should draw what i see in my dreams, but it doesnt matter, Im usually drawing her anyway, so perhaps Im actually dreaming of what Ive produced, rather than producing a dream, hmmm, I suppose thats