The other bad dream involved perhaps the other person on Earth I loathe the very most; he is an old man. In the dream, I was visiting his home with a female friend whom I haven't spoken to in, um, years? Anyway, he was being his usual dickish self and I initially tried ignoring him and talking to my friend. Then I decided to walk outside the house for a moment. When I walked back in, they were kissing, and she said, "that was very pleasant!" Outraged and hurt, I was like okay this is not cool. I gotta go. You should come with me. I woke up.
Sometimes I think maybe the weed is still working its way out of my system, all this time later.
Whenever we dive deep, I turn around and you're gone. I simply can't hold my breath.
