Here I go again. I just lost everything. I knew I should have been typing this in Word or something first, but noooooooooooooooo, I thought I could get through it without any hitches - I thought today was a good day. But nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Fine then. Fine. Dreams this morning were different. I couldn't sleep after talking to my lovely on the phone until after 4 AM, so I decided to read for a while and watch BeyBladers ... I ... don't know why I watched it, but I did - and I finally went to bed around 8 AM. I had dreams of a different calibur then. I wasn't Seth and I wasn't Larc ... I was the Wolfman. I've had a dream about him before, how he rescued a young Larc me, but this a wolf disguised as a man - hence my very strong and sudden obsession with the show Wolf's Rain. In my dreams this morning, I was him, and no matter how many times I woke up, I would always fall right back asleep and go right back to where I left off in the dream. I was the Wolfman, I don't know his name, but he was me and I was him. Young, I felt, between 18 and 20 ... but I felt that I would always be that age. Always. The Wolfman, he has dark brown hair and blue eyes - like the ocean's horizon on a stormy day. And I wear white clothes ... with a black coat. At first, in the dream, I'm not anyone - I'm just watching like an audience would at the cinema. The place is huge, with black walls and red carpet - bright scarlet carpet - that goes round and round in winding corridors. There's a woman, with brown hair and blue eyes, she's in a soldier's uniform - grey and black with a black shiney helmet. But she's not a soldier, she's disguised as one. She's there to set someone free - later, I find that the someone is the Wolfman me. Beyond one wall, there is a troll-like monster that is actually an experiment gone wrong, I think - and they're about to set it loose because they know there is an intruder. Just as some other soldiers come running toward her direction, the woman immediately flies up and presses herself against the very high ceiling - which makes me think of a hawk for some reason. I think she is like the Wolfman, only a hawk in the disguise of a woman. When the soldiers are gone, she floats back down. She's holding a gun - a big one, could be a rifle or an M-16, I don't know, I'm not good with guns. There is an exit near her - and I know I've been to this facility before - because I know that beyond those doors is a mountain range. The place is inside a mountain and outside is a cement helicopter pad. Next thing I know, I'm the Wolfman and I'm staring at the ceiling of this white, padded room. I don't know who I am, or why I am there. I just feel empty inside ... and lost ... confused. I have no idea what's going on. The next thing, the Hawkwoman is grabbing my arm, leading me down these twisting and winding corridors, and to the exit. I hear people shouting "stop them! don't let him get away! SHOOT HER! let it loose!" And they're about the set the troll monster free when suddenly, BAM! she throws me out the doors and says "RUN!" I hear gunshots ... and I start running ... I feel snow under my feet and the sun on my face ... Next part, I'm running toward this marina. It's like a Harbor, but it's very tall and steel blue - there's a boat waiting for me, I am running on all fours, and I jump onto that boat . The second my feet land on it, it speeds off, toward the horizon - it's morning, the sky is clear and white ... and we're riding south ... I know the people on the boat ... they are my friends, they have been waiting for me. And they are happy that I am back. And I, I move to the front of the boat, to the bow, and I stand. I feel free, I feel happy as I feel the wind on my face ... and I throw my arms into the air ... for I am king of the world! ... or at least I feel like it at the moment ... And though I am still confused and a bit lost, I do feel happy ... I do ... and at peace. And it is then that the hawkwoman comes up behind me - in normal clothes, and wraps her arms around my waist ... and I rest my hands on her arms as she presses her cheek to my shoulder. She's glad I made it all right ... and I'm happy that she's okay ... Very strange and different dreams ... very different indeed ... I plan on looking into these a bit more ... That's all for now ... More another time ... I'm off to David's for the night.