Dinner and Sleep

Working late again, then, back here for food, rice and chicken and corn and some other stuff... then, nodding off in the chair and then... giving into sleep, crawling into bed, sleep... deep sleep. I so rarely remember dreaming and for many years the rare times I did remember the dream where Utopian, euphoric, innocence of the infant child. Recently the dreams have been of betrayal and abandonment beyond reason or logic, a madness that mimic life and stretches it nearly beyond belief, but for some one us, truth can be anything so belief can be anything.

Will anybody ever really understand me?

Narf :)