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What happened last night wasn’t a dream at all. I finally came back to that point of my life where I relentlessly indulge myself to the demands of both my untamed mind and flesh. I would say that it was wrong, but it sure did felt right. Awesome, actually. I feel revived. That certain thing I was missing for so long, consciously and not, now I have attained once again . Though the thought of something worse is going to happen after that “event” guards my mind, I couldn’t care any less. I know this is not going to last as long as I would want it to, but is it too much to ask for more? Even just while I’m here…


-- Anon