[Miss Delaney – Jack’s Mannequin]
Day 5 – Your Dreams
Dear Dreams,
I don’t know which one they’re referring to so I guess…to my dreams, literally, I would say: Hey, thanks for entertaining me all these years! I know sometimes we haven’t been on very good terms with each other; you sometimes lie to me and show me things I wish were true but are not, and then when I realize that they’re not to be, your comforting fog is nowhere to be seen.
Sometimes you take the things that scare me the most, the secrets that I don’t tell anyone, and you show them to me, like you’re taunting me. You would throw me down a flight of stairs, off a building ledge, take away all my friends, accelerate my car off the highway, throw me into the deep ocean, toss me into hungry flames…and, again, when I am awake and about to beat the crap out of you for scaring me, you’d already ran away.
But, sometimes, we’re friends. You sometimes show me how to solve problems, and you warn me of how horribly wrong events can go so that I can avoid them. You let me soar through the sky, break through walls, and most of all you make going to bed pleasant. So for that, thank you. For everything else, screw you.
To my metaphoric dreams, that is, my hopes and plans for the future: Hey, one day you and me are gonna get together and make so many Happiness babies it ain’t gonna be funny, so I hope you’re prepared for that. For now, I may seem to be taking my time but I swear I am working my way to you as fast as I can. But, please, ’til then, don’t give up, keep waiting, and for FUCK’s sake don’t die!
Alex.
P.S. I didn’t even realize ’til now that my title has the word ‘dream’ in it and I totally didn’t notice it, let alone intend it.
the life and laughs of me 