Sleep Walking

Can't seem to get out of this uneasy feeling that things are gonna change and not necessarily for the best. I am not doing what I am capable of or I am still doing something that I am not meant to do.

Yesterday the dragon woke me in my sleep. I would like to believe something as mystical as a dragon would have done that to me.
Sleep walking is not something that I have done before. Is there a deep hidden meaning to it? Am I reading too much into it?
What is it that I asked? What did I want to know in my sleep? What did 2 people know?
Leaving me with questions. The Tamil song playing in my ear is not really helping this uneasy feeling. I am searching for something and I don't have the slightest clue what that is.

Help I have done all this before. I have been here many times before..
 Stop plagiarising.
Keeping yourself in pseudo occupied state is not really getting me out of this.. Breath me
I am doing it again... Getting too much into my own head. Is it possible that these feeling are creations of my delusional mind.

Delusions... unabated

it is tiring to think that one can be as delusional and as unplanned and negative as that..

the unplanned events are the best
but then again how often does that take place...
I hear his frustrations and I wonder how different are they from mine...

the fact that everything could have or has fallen into a routine.. does that mean I am in a rut...
is the routine a negative...

the need to sound important...

the I I I I I I I I.. of this conversation, is as frustrating as the feeling of running around in an infinite loop...

blaming someone changes nothing.. temporary obsessions change nothing...
there we are again.. oh my cynical self...

syntax

the funny conversations... I over hear.. what are they feeling.. what do they go through...

what a horrible way to end this year here...
the pointlessness of the things I write.

Purpose

looking at old picture...

influences .. copies .. head filled with cotton.. the barrier and the laziness of it all..

stopping me from feeling anything.. while i watch people do what they do.. because they have to..

without any respect for what has to be done.. i wanna fight them but i don't really know with what.. what do u say other than No..

No NO NO No.. i heard myself saying that so many times.. it doesn't surprise me if its the only constant...

i am ok .. i am not okay...

bright pink light shining... filling the room... with warmth... the day wasted and defended by the pink light...

plants and trees to fill up space and time...

kekkashi filling my waking hours...

there is nothing really to show here..

the fly has more purpose than i....