a couple of nights ago, i had a dream, but not a normal one..i was in sort of a tribe and i was a little boy. i had this pain in my head and no matter what i did, i couldnt stop it, and that made me feel very sad; until then, a big indian showed up and he looked at me and said: keep living; keep moving foward, the past is gonna be kept inside, but you have to keep living. and suddlenly the pain dissapeared, and then he smiled at me and that smile changed my sadness for happiness and i smiled to him too. when i woke up, i touched my head, surprised cuz i felt the pain as well..
(listening "I will follow you into the dark", by Death Cab for Cutie..)
