it has been a long time since i last remembered a dream vividly.. one that makes my pulse race and remains in my conscious for the rest of the day.. one that speaks deep into the recesses of my subconscious and makes my pulse race..

today i had a nightmare.. i woke up in cold sweat and the feeling like i had just run a race.. in fact the reason why i woke up was because i was supposedly hiding from wierd jungle tribe people who were chasing me because my stupid accomplice failed to kill the jungle tribe king.. i was hiding in the water and i thought that someone had found me so i smacked my hand out to try and strangle him.. i ended up smacking my hand on the bedside.. not a good idea

anyway the jungle tribe people looked like those people on elephants in the lotr trilogy.. in fact they were even riding elephants.. which is why my stupid accomplice failed to kill the king.. we were hiding in a tree.. he tried to jump on the elephant that the king was riding on.. but he missed and fell flat on his face on the ground..idiot..

i wonder how this is a reflection of my life.. in any case.. this is the first time in months ive ever woken up at 7.. in fact this is the first time in years i slept at 830 the night before..

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