Don't know why I have to write about this in my blog, but I had one of the most lucid dreams I've ever had today, while I'm sleeping in a state of thirst. I ain't going into the details.
It's about her again, and I wonder why I had to woke up.
When I woke up, the conscious minds came into play.
"Forget it already, you won't get her anyway."
"Can't you see that the dream is as good only as a dream can be? It won't translate into reality."
I feel down. I hate reality. I hate the truth. I hate both of them, I'd kill them if I could.
As if I can.