San Francisco - "Burn it down gwenevieve and take a shower in it's ashes"

Feel like I haven't written in forever so here's a random stream of consciousness on whatever comes to mind.

Never fails to stagger me how much of a profound effect my dreams have on my mood. This happened to me this morning when I woke up, allow me to elaborate. I was having a very intense emotional dream, in which there was much passionate revelation a subsequent sobbing of a large proportion, think Shakespearean tragedy, performed in Shakespeare's time. So some seriously over - hyped shit. So in the dream I'm sharing a good intense cry with someone, I think this is when I woke up, that or the dream ended and I can't remember what followed it.

As I went about my morning this feeling, a knot in the pit of my stomach - more comparable to despair then anything else, was apparent. Quickly I ignored this and proceeded to lose myself in Middle Earth, (reading the Fellowship Of The Ring for the first time) and disregard this strange emotion. Continued my morning bullshit and went for a run. Whilst running I thought over this strange feeling hard and went over the dream that had caused it, in doing so the emotion swelled inside me and took a greater grasp on me then it had done in the previous hours. I felt physically choked up and felt my chest weigh upon me as it does before one yields to tears. Forcing myself to combat this with harsh swallows and conscious efforts to disregard what I was thinking about, I completed my run without shedding a tear.

Now maybe this experience is just me and of course there is a whole wealth of deductions and speculations that can be made with regard to the direct events that took place in the dream, which I don't care to divulge right now and the context of my life as it is right now. But this isn't the first time this strange emotional transcendence from dream to waking reality has happened to me. I suppose the core point on which I'm falling is the questioning of the real how something like emotion and experience can transcend the boundary from sleep to wake and thus real to unreal.