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I hate dreams. I always hope for dreamless sleep or mundane, mildly annoying dreams where nothing important happens.
I have dreams where I do horrible things because half of my personality is active and the other half is turned off, things I regret when I wake up.
I don't even know how to explain but my fear is that if reality suddenly warped around me and the situation were just right deep down I could be convinced to go against everything I care about. As if I stand for nothing at all, but am a creature made entirely of circumstance. Which may as well mean I don't exist. And that feeling of nakedness eats at me.
