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Mood: Dreamy
I keep having these dreams...dreams of lives, entire lives, my dream the other night(6/23/09)stood out to me, in a way like none of the others could. It began with a light, a bright light in a hospital room. I had been born a boy, and had been given the name Kristopher. From the hospital room another light flashed and I was a 10 year old boy, the same Kris. A man was hanging in front of me, Kris' father. He had commited suicide because he could not afford to keep the family supported, Kris had seven sisters. It flashed to the age of seventeen. I was an emo kid, cutting myself every ten minutes or so in the dream, though I must admit this Kris guy was HOT. Another light, and I was dead, wandering the streets.-------As you can see these dreams I have aren't the most usual of dreams, especially considering I'm a she, and this person was a he, yet I was him, seeing through his eyes, feeling his pain and emotions. I really want to figure out what this means, it's killing me in the inside, and it is probably part of the reason I've been depressed lately. I would almost be tempted to write a book with Kris as the main character, going through his life like I saw it in the dream, but if it was a real person, his family might be a little freaked if they find out about the book. Other than my dreams, I've been feeling really tired and run-down lately. Somebody, anybody, help me before I go insane.
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