4am still awake.
My eyes were so heavy by like half 2, but i just couldn't fall asleep.
Damnit.
Then i had that shit dream and woke up at half 8.
Died in a plane crash.
We hit a tree and the front of the plane exploded and very slowly a fire was coming towards me.
Knew that was the end.
Time seemed to slow down and i suddenly started thinking about everyone who i loved.
Then before the fire got to me, everything faded to black.
And then i was surrounded in darkness.
I still had my thoughts, but i knew i was dead.
"So this is what it's like, what happens now?"
I felt like i was trapped just in this dark space, still me, but just not physicaly there.
There was no heaven.
I knew it had to be a dream, but it felt so real.
Then i opened my eyes and realised i was alive.
I hated that dream so much.
What if that is what it's really like?
What the fuck happens to us?
DX4.5
