mindless thoughts

dear dreams, to those of you who i forget, thank you for staying out of my waking hours. to those of you whom i remember, stop being so difficult to interpret. i feel as if you are all the most random ideas conjumbled into one story. why do you have to have some of the most random people and places ever inside of you? seeing dead people is not my idea of dreamy. and even more so, i do not want to see friends cheating on friends with asain girls. oh and one last thing, STOP IT with the car wreck dreams, and the whinding roads to no where. am i supposed to be finding my path or something? yours truly, mcdreamy