random

I see a naked women walking shamelessly on the road. A dead rabbit is being buried in the ground. An island with trees but no leaves on them is surrounded by roman soldiers at sea. I can feel my head being pressed against a pillow. I run and run and keep getting fatter with each yard jogged.
I was dreaming. And I remember the scenes. All I need is an intrepreter, a psychologist and a friend.
Am I turning into a sad guy.
May be I like the state of being unhappy. May be its just in my mind.