"A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along."

I have been thinking about this part of Third Eye Open. It really captures my mood right now.

Life is bust a dream. My life is my dream, I dream what I want, I shape the life that is around me through my own perspective of it.

I create the mood around me constantly. And I always shift into a paranoid upset mood after a while.

What can I say, I suffer from paranoia a great deal.

But I don't have to. And I wont. And I will make things better. In every respect, I will make things better. And that's all I want to do.

-me