Each night I dream an entire life.
A different person each time, but unknown to my waking self and each other, I see my life as my very own and live out my days as if they are my one true and only chance.
What of all the effort, the strain and stress, the choices?
Days spent in rage over meaningless misunderstandings. Weeks go by waiting in anticipation of some fulfillment.
Months and years as I age with those around me and see and feel the progression of time swiftly steadily to an approaching unknown.
What to do with all of this effort and LIFE? What will it feel like upon waking after another night and another life spent?
3 am 11 oct
- Be one of the first 17 people commenting on this journal entry, and I will add you to the Featured List!
- For each of the 17 first people answering this journal I will put their avatar and the three deviations I like most from their gallery on the list.
- If you answer, you'll have to do the same in your journal, putting me on the first place, completing the list with 17 other people. The idea of this is not to get a free feature, it is to spread art around for everyone.
a. http://aakami.deviantart.com/art/RED-the-warrior-180827280 red
b. http://aakami.deviantart.com/art/Giordano-Bruno-110991358 statue