I have been dreaming incessantly. Long, drawn out, exhausting dreams that leave me sleepier when I wake up than when I go to bed. My brain is always going. Dreams of sadness and pain and unhappiness and desert islands and red dresses and moving and babies and bicycles and dancing and Frank Sinatra and spying and falling. It hasn't stopped for 5 days now. I wake up at ten minutes after two every morning and my heart is racing and I can't breath and my feet are so hot and my heart is in my throat. And I can't sleep anything but this sleep that really isn't sleep at all but this painful movie-going experience that never ends and I don't buy a ticket to.
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