lavender | jahan
Okay, sure...they're just really exhausting, because I've been having this particular dream for over a year now. It feels like while others get new memories--good or bad--mine just keeps recycling this one, because obviously their lives ended so quickly and there's nothing else to pull from. It's like groundhog's day, except I keep reliving this other me's death over and over. It's horrible. I know it's not me, but it also does feel like me in several profound ways.