irockaplymouth

Last night a lot went down. She told me how she felt. I walked around the neghborhood for a couple hours trying to get lost in suburbia, to think. I couldn't do it. I was trying to find a way onto the train tracks, I thought it would be poetic somehow to walk on them. I couldn't do that either, there was always something in the way, so I came back home and called her. I went to sleep with her asking me if we could still be friends and me asking her whether we were going to survive this over the phone.

I dreamt I was in this void, everything was black, and she was there too only she shone brightly with some kind of auora. She kept asking me whether we would be able to be friends still. I was frozen in place. I couldn't move. I was made of some sort of glass, I can't remember if my image was on a flat plane of glass drawn within it or whether I was some sort of 3-d glass construction, I remember it both ways. I remember wanting to move, and not being able to. I didn't want to say anything, I could only think of the wrong thing to say. Then suddenly train tracks shot under my legs as if they were lain out and a lightning pace. I remember thinking this can't be good and then I could see behind me as well as the tracks in front of me. Almost as soon as I turned around the train was on top of me, it was made of iron and I'm not sure how I knew that. Unable to move, it shattered me in an instant. Then I woke up. That was around 4am today, I tried and failed to get any more sleep. I think I had the dream multiple times with slight variations because I remember certain details in a couple different ways. I remember at one point arguing with myself in my dream whether the train was made of iron or steel.

I'm quite sure it was iron, though I couldn't tell you why.