Hell isn't what most people think it is. Hell is right here on earth, and it comes from within us. We create our own personal Hell. Now how do we get out of it? I daydream too much, probably more than most people. I don't know why I feel the need to escape to this place which only exists in my own head...I guess it's a way of coping. I have many people who I love, and a deep appreciation for life and the world around me. But sometimes I prefer this daydream fantasy world to real life.

I had a dream about Machu Picchu when I was a child that I still remember, but I didn't know about Machu Picchu until I was a teenager. When I had the dream I didn't know what the place in my dream was, just that it felt familiar and I loved it. Then we watched a film about it in history class and I recognized it from my dream. I'm determined to go there some day. I know this whole thing sounds crazy but it doesn't really matter, does it? I hate this feeling I have. It's 1:57 am and I'm sleepy, and I need to go to bed. But I just don't want to. I have that shitty, frustrating feeling like I'm so aware of being alone at this moment, and I just wish I could connect with someone right now...but that's not going to happen. so I think I'll go to bed and sleep it off.