here comes the rain again

i thought april was the month for rain, not may. why is it raining for the whole week straight?!

i've been getting bored with myself lately. nothing to say, nothing to write about. i keep waiting for that perfect time to start writing again, but things just get in the way. maybe now that my class is ending and i won't start my 3rd class for a couple of weeks, i'll have more time and energy. i keep having this recurring dream that i'm flying. and my dreams have these long narratives. some of them are like fairy tales. i wake up telling myself, i have to write all this down, the whole plot is just laid out before me, all the characters are there and the dialogue is written. it's all done! but then, as usually happens, i get caught up in my daily routine and forget the dreams entirely. it's a bit annoying. so in my dream lately i have this power to fly, and this power to shoot lasers from my hands, to fight my enemies and shoot them far away from me. it's kind of empowering, however strange it might sound. and it feels totally natural and real when i'm dreaming it. seems totally normal. the same thing has happened in a few dreams now, sometimes in non-consecutive nights and i find that weird because i never have recurring dreams. i remember reading somewhere that recurring dreams of flying means you long to escape the current circumstances in your life. maybe my subconscious mind is trying to tell me something?