Relationships 2
I pretty sure I have some strange fucking dreams, but I almost never remember them. I only have vague memories of waking up and thinking “wow, that was strange.” But the ones I do remember, every so often, are the mundane. I dreamt last night of lying together with a girl whom I’ve only met once, some time ago, (and who will remain nameless because I’m not entirely sure who’s reading this), and having a time simply through the interaction and contact with someone else. Strange and cruel.
On that topic, now seem’s as good a time as any for some of the Kasey Chambers lyrics that I mentioned earlier:
Am I not pretty enough
Is my heart too broken
Do I cry too much
Am I too outspokenDon’t I make you laugh
Should I try it harder
Why do you see right through me
No.
Indeed.