"Don't let your silly dreams,
Fall in between
The crack of the bed and the wall."
- My Morning Jacket
"Fall asleep and forget all your troubles
Dream of laughter and old friends and lovers
Dream of when you were innocent
Dream forever"
- Lord Huron
We grilled tonight and these two songs stuck out to me a bit more than they have in the past.
Because of Elias.
Because of transitions.
Because of my incessant restlessness.
Because.
I can't stop from tossing and turning, from opening my eyes and checking the clock.
The time is Day 58, and before I know it, it will be Day 0 and the sun will rise and the dreams will be lost and fragmented to bits and pieces of ideas and memories.
What then?
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