To Dream or Not To Dream!

Me without You is a 'Me' like I always was. There never was a You. It was only my imagination. It was only the creative part of me that went wild...

Good dreams go through the middle hole in the catcher while the bad dreams get caught in the web and perish in the dawn.

Get me a dreamcatcher. A dreamcatcher fascinates me. The rate at which I dream, I'd be seen walking the streets with the dreamcatcher in my hand. Sometimes I don't wish to dream about things, sometimes I'm too afraid that Me dreaming about things will only get them farther from me. Does that happen? Is it true? I am in a fix. To dream or not to dream. To dream? or not to dream? There are ridiculous times when I shoo myself into being negative. I am positive about things, but again, I'm too scared things won't go my way, and then I fool myself into thinking negative. Do you do the same?

None of the above justifies my want. But I still want a dreamcatcher. I want to adorn my walls with it.

There is a movie based on 'dreamcatchers'. I was scared as shit when I randomly happened to watch it. But they are pretty, dreamcatchers, why make such horrific movies on them?

I am in the kind of a mood where I want all sorts of magical things to happen around me. I want to be this little fascinated wide-eyed.

For once in my life I'm hoping for some appointment (I wonder what the opposite of disappointment really is.) It almost feels filmy.

 Like waiting for this reply to a letter I wrote.

God? there?

I realized two things.

First, I want / wish for way too many things.
Second, I am actually typing out every little thing that is coming to my mind right now. What happened to me?