"Laugh and the world laughs with you; weep and you weep alone."
Last night I dreamed that I was shot multiple times by a machine gun at an assembly. It hurt, but I was determined not to remove the bullets because I was afraid that I would destroy my internal organs. I walked myself to the nearest hospital and was told to wait. I saw a group of my friends walk by, laughing and generally having a good time. I yelled out to them saying that I got shot and lifted up my shirt to show them the bullet holes and without believing me they walked away laughing. I remained alone, bleeding.
It all started when I broke my cell phone 2 weeks ago and lost all of my “memories”. After thinking about it, I decided that this was a good thing because it helps me to stop holding on to things from the past. Then as I was moving out today, I realized (again) that I have an obscene amount of things. In reality I probably make contact with .1% of these items on a weekly or even monthly basis yet they are encroaching into my personal space everyday! My new goal is to get rid of everything that I don’t NEED in my life - mentally & physically. F sentimental value.