This one dream, I'm james sunderland and I'm wandering silent hill, fighting monsters and whatnot but I'm not. looking for anything??? I'm just there and wandering amd scared shirtless and fighting but for what??? it started this week when I was really sick and so I chalked it up to a fever dream but now it persists and it borders on that and a nightmare and peaceful at times where I can just sit there and listen to the sound around me. I never speak in them I only think to myself and I'm james sunderland. I don't know whether to love or hate the dream?
I study psychology right now and have learned dreams don't actually have meaning, its Freud bullshit, but I can't help but wonder if this does mean anything??? I don't know, it's almost time to go to bed so I'll see if I dream it again, until then I'll read under the sheets for a few hours...
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