overload

it's great that june is fast approaching but with it comes the dreaded piles of assignments cramming themselves in my busy scedule. i really want to draw because it relieves stress, however it can also add stress because if i draw now, i'll be neglecting homework which would lead to more stress and time wasted OTL

i wish i could hop onto a yellow hot air balloon and float away to live in ancient Edo.

21-leaf clover

for people who need more luck than others

discovered by Iwate prefecture farmer Shigeo Obara

some people

some people are just unbelievable; it's quite sad

dream journal - the man at the end of the tunnel

Here’s another weird dream that I had: (And note that these are all true, I wouldn’t write them if they weren’t)

Once again, I can only recall bits and pieces of the dream. I wonder why...

I was in a castle, (you know, those ancient, grey, stone castles from the medieval times), and I was running fast and hard. I was running away from someone and also to someone else. I knew I needed to get to this other person. They were important to me, and I knew I had to hurry. So I ran and I passed different parts of the castle, but i couldn’t really focus on what the castle looked like because my mind was in a state of panic. I finally saw a trapdoor on the stone floor, opened it, and peered inside. It led to a dark, narrow stone tunnel that didn’t seem like it had an end in sight. I knew that the person or thing I was looking for was at the end of this dark tunnel so I got on my hands and knees and crawled through the narrow space. I kept crawling, and crawling, and crawling. And crawling some more. Everything was dark, my heart was beating so hard in my chest. Then suddenly I saw a figure at the end of the tunnel. It was a man but I could only see his dark silhouette. I knew from that moment that I saw him that I was in love with this person. (I know it sounds cheesy but it’s true). I can’t describe how it felt in words. I just knew, you know? He was sitting on the stone floor of the tunnel, his hands were shackled to the wall. As I approached him he said, “You came back for me, I knew you would”. Then he wrapped his arms around me and said, “You’ll stay here with me forever, right?”

I remember in the dream that this was the moment I had an epiphany. Strange as it might seem, I realized that I didn’t want to be stuck in this dark, dungeon/tunnel with this man. It’s surprising how quickly my awe turned into fear. I started to panic. He wouldn’t let me go. I pushed him off me and began to crawl my way out of the tunnel as fast as my legs could take me. I knew he was following me. How he rid himself of his shackles, I’ll never know. But one thing was for sure, I needed to escape from him. I needed to breathe. The tunnel was slowly suffocating me. So I kept crawling but the tunnel didn’t end this time. It went on forever.

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When I woke up, my heart was beating so hard and fast in my chest that I thought it might leap out any minute. I find it odd that whenever I think back to this dream, I can never figure out who the man was. His face is blurred, yet in the dream i knew him from the moment I laid eyes on him. His face was so clear and yet...

I can’t seem to remember how he looks like now, or whether or not I knew him from somewhere.

dream journal

I woke up from a really weird dream. I only remember bits and pieces of it, but it goes something like this:

It was midnight and a girl was walking on the pier of a lake/ocean. She was pregnant and looking out over the ocean. A man walks behind her who is apparently her boyfriend/husband. For some reason I knew that in order to give birth, she had to be underwater. It made sense during the dream, don't ask. She looks up to the man she's with and says, "I have to go now". The man replies, "I'll go with you". Then there is a long pause before she says, "Will you save me if I drown?". The man nods silently. Then she dives into the water and he follows suit. I see her in the water, kicking her feet rapidly and pushing the water past her so she could go deeper under the sea. This goes on for a while until she suddenly slows down, her arms and legs finally relaxing. She drowns, but it isn't horrific. Something about it is ethereal, and strangely beautiful. There is no chaos, no noise, no sound. She gracefully lets death consume her in a melancholy way.

The man swimming behind her realizes she is drowning but does nothing to save her. How can he? Both of them are in too deep to be able to make it to the surface in time. He slowly closes his eyes and drowns, just as gracefully as the girl before him.

Despite the strangeness of the dream, I woke up knowing that they were happy when they passed away.

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For some reason when the dream was happening, everything felt so real.

Also, I personally knew the girl and boy in real life, but I don't want to mention their names. I don't want to tell them about this dream either. Hopefully it won't come true. I know it won't come true. Even though now that I think about it, parts don't make sense, the actual logic of the events didn't even cross my mind while i was dreaming. Dreams are weird like that.

if a blog falls in the forest...

does it make a sound?

Hello! I'm making an actual journal now instead of a sketchblog. Hopefully this will actually go somewhere.