Drawing a line.

I keep waking up from a recurring dream that is fast becoming a nightmare. Almost every night I dream of the same thing, different place. I wake up feeling horrible because for a split second I'm convinced that everything is real; then I sit up and realise that it was all part of my subconsciousness.

Spoils my morning.

I think Cinderella said that "a dream is a wish your heart makes." Ok. I refuse to believe in any fairytale bullcrap but my waking up extra bitchy every morning is making me wonder if she's right. WHEN OH WHEN did I become so jaded? And melodramatic.

I'm turning in now. Wish me luck.