What was that?
It was raining as I walked out the door, without looking back. I could feel the warmth of the tears stream down my face as the cool summer rain stung my cheeks from the storm. As I sat in car I could feel his pulse as he held my hand. It was rapid and hard, in conjunction with mine. It was like he was an extension of me. I could feel my heart beat faster as the tears continued to stream down my face.
“BUZZ BUZZZ BUZZzzzzz” the alarm went off suddenly! That was the same dream I have had every night in the last three nights. I can’t make out where I am going, who I am with or why I have an uncontrollable urge to cry when I first open my eyes? Could I be going crazy again? Is my subconscious telling me something? Hell I can’t even figure out if it is from the past or in a distance future or even if we are on Mars; who ever "we" are.
I have been up and down lately, can’t seem to figure out where I am going and why I can’t I get there faster. I am on week two of my rerun, and I am really hoping it works this time. I know I should just stop hoping and just do it, but I can’t help to feel like I am leaving something out. You know forgetting something. I hate the feeling. It does make me crazy. Oh well, guess if I linger on it, it would only create a new illusion for me, so I will keep pressing forward. Perhaps my dream will too and I can figure out what I am forgetting. In the meantime I am thinking a good four miles should clear my head, so here we go.