See, this is the exact reason why I try and distract myself. Keeping my mind off things means that I don’t dream, but when I talk about it or think about it, I do. I woke up in the middle of the night, beaming, because I thought something had happened. When I went into my phone to read the text message again though, I realised it was all in my head.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, dreams are really dangerous. They can alight feelings inside that you thought were dormant. I can sit and say for the past 3 years I’ve hated you, for the past year I’ve looked back in regret, for the past month I’ve been getting on fine, but as soon as I have a dream, that’s it. It’s like your mind tricks you. I can hear it laughing. ‘Haha, you thought you’d forgot about them. Well here, have some messed up thoughts that will make you have a think.’