I can't get that dream out of my head! I've never been so... Preoccupied by an actor before. Not like this.

I dunno.

It's a weird feeling.

But it's not really a good-weird. I feel... Not okay.

Okay as in happy.

So, not happy.

Why am I feeling so down?

God damn dreams! They make no sense! There is nothing we can take from our dreams. They aren't fucking wishes our hearts make. They're just images and thoughts that go on in our brain when we're asleep, and no real, sentimental meaning can be drawn from them!

On a side note... Writing micro fiction is fun. Fiction that is about two hundred-fifty words. It's hard, but it's pretty fun. I like it. But whether or not my micro fiction is good, that's another thing. I guess we'll find out after critiques!