May 5
Taken it very easy today. Lots of sleep. Not that it ever really helps. But. Uh huh. Woke up a few times clawing for breath. Ah. Yes. The apnea. Shit. I need to do something about that. I dreamed. Of people and situations from a long time ago. Regrets basically. The girl I crushed on and never did anything with - not that she was interested in me. But we got on extremely well. One of my friends from childhood was there. He crops up now and again as a steadying hand on the tiller. An unusually straight arrow kind of a person. I realised that I was just holding in secrets. I should admit to having a crush. I told him. But. Within a sentence I realised that it had been 30 years. 30. Years. There is my answer I told myself. Too long. Too much time. I lapsed into quiet silence, sad. The object of my crush on the other side of the room, the decades that have passed having no effect in the dream world, her person still being that of a young 20 something. But also blended with someone else I