Woke up this morning retelling a story to myself. I've never heard of what I was saying but I knew every single line. I suppose slipping from sleep to total consciousness was a difficult task to accomplish. I felt like I was in a dream but I knew I wasn't. I came into my story midway. I had just escaped a burning building by running down a hallway and jumping out the window. I remember hitting the cold pavement and the slapping sound it made as my hands braced for impact. I talked of a woman who always seemed to have control of me. Like a boy in high school with a crush. This woman apparently meant alot to me and I didn't know why. I soon realized the plot of this story. I was on a rescue mission to save this woman. I can't even remember her name. Was it Rapunzel? Maybe Kate? This woman was being held hostage in a tower that looked like a giant crystal Christmas tree. I said to myself, 'What fun! A building made entirely of windows!' Soon I was making my way up to the top by using the glass spiral staircase. I get to the top and there she is. Juliet? Or was it Beatrice? She looked at me, smiled and said, 'You've come too far to save me. Look at yourself. You've come undone..' I looked down at myself and I could see my skeleton. No skin, organs still attached and functioning. I looked back up to her and she said, 'It's OK. You're not the only one who's failed..' Then...she leapt off the building.
