Hibernation

Some people like to eat when they are sad. Or drink. Or shop.

I like to sleep. Sad hibernating bear.

At least the lights from the towers allow my mind to wander. Makeshift stars. They are isolating yet comforting... Or vice versa. A good bedtime companion.

I dreamt more than usual last night. Part of it was a nightmare, which is unusual. Some cloaked figure had come into the apartment. I couldn't see his face as it was dark and his back was against the window, but he tried to stick a very thin needle in my arm. I think I woke up when my mind went, "seriously?!!" I am going to try to learn how to control my dreams. Lucid dreaming sounds crazy. I would try to see 30.