Sometime, I take my dreams too seriously

There are days where I take my dreams or the people in them a bit too seriously.

Here I am getting arrested for driving a scooter illegally on the road in Canada. (I constantly do have nightmares about getting busted for all types of felonies... that is what you get for running away from things... it has been 8 years and I am still having bad dreams about what could potentially throw my future down the drain.)

The cop is there at my house and ask me for my licenses. I obviously do not have any. I left my fake one somewhere. I eventually manage to talk myself out of it (as usual). As he walks out he finds the stem of a marijuana plant in my garden and a miniature atom collider on the tablet above the fire place (hang on... what?... remember that it's just a dream... everything is possible and it all makes sense at the time)

Then I had to talk my freedom out of those things to which I did successfully but with a much greater fear. I was on holidays over there. If I get busted, then they will not let me back out of the country until prosecution.

So after allot of loud noise, all I am trying to do is calm the fuck down by having a nice pratta at the hawker center. Suddenly, some guy who I am supposedly selling hacking softwares¿ to comes and hassles me about something that I was supposed to make him. The situation becomes overwhelming and I finally wake up just like you wake up after a nightmare.

Then do not ask me why but I tell myself "hang on, I gotta go back to sleep to tell that guy that his software will be ready on thursday but that I can give him a prototype tomorrow". I guess that is just how devoted to people I am... I worry about people who do not actually exist. I truly think that this will eventually destroy me.

Anyway, 30 minutes until my alarm clock's first beep. Back to sleep