Dreamed last night that I was set in motion in my charger, down a highway in the dark, but for whatever reason I was trying to steer and control its course from the passenger seat. While at first this seemed like a perfectly straightforward oneiric symbol, I proceeded to attempt taking the wheel and the car suddenly became an awkwardly balanced bicycle. I struggled to take control of the rolling travesty of a vehicle but wobbled from side to side and ultimately fell off.

As a prelude to my current aspiration of taking my life under my own control, even in the face of massive change and potential failure, this dream is utterly terrifying. I guess time will tell.

Just don’t fucking fall off, ok? Laura pls.