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So I have lost all creative impulses as of late. It's like my entire life has just turned into being a mindless work zombie.It's too bad, my mind is dead yet still my body lives for some reason. I can't stand it.
What am I supposed to find
salvation
in now?
God? Please. I hate my job and sitting in front of a goddamn computer every day. It's all just meaningless drivel anyway.
So, I continue to live
alternate lives
I can never have, all in my head.
I have been having this recurring dream, that just won't go away. It starts with me killing someone, but I am not sure who it is. I don't just hit them in the head and they die, I literally bludgeon them to death with a hammer.
Afterwards, I
dismember the body
and put it in a suitcase or something. Then I hide it in a freezer or some kind of locker.
It all seems so real, I can even smell the rotting flesh in my dream.
It's so real I wake up horrified at what I have done wondering whether I must
leave the country
to avoid pursecution by the police and other law enforcement officials.
But, I can't imagine where any of these places in my dream are, so it must not be real. Besides, when would I have time to go out and
kill people?comments
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