Again... on dreaming (Please read "fresh... like pineapple" the post before this one)

I pity those who don't remember their dreams... but, sometimes I wish I hadn't remembered mine (like last night). It seems that every time I get over someone I end up having an amazing dream about them that brings all those feelings back. Usually the dreams just consist of riding around in a truck with that person, or going out for dinner, simple things that make me miss him (whoever he is at the time). Honestly, I was doing just fine until today, when my mind decided that it wasn't going to let me get over him. And now, knowing that I can't do a thing about it, it's killing me.

Dreams are where all my crazy ideas are turned into epic films. I would much rather have an epic war movie, or a fantasy adventure film running through my brain than a romance... So today, I will fill my thoughts with unicorns and dragons in hopes that my dreams will let me forget about him.