Maybe better having Anorexia??

In these days, I'm busy enough due to the internship which I'm doing in the hotel, because it's the biggist and busiest hotel in the whole city. There are so many things to learn and to practice, so when I arrive home I'm usually in a status that I'm not able to do anything. The work makes me so happy, when I'm at work, nothing can interrupt my happiness, I even think that I was born to work at an hotel.

The only sad part of this happy life is, I'm losing the evening time of my day. About 8 or 9 O'Clock, I'm already falling asleep. In addition, I don't even wake up until the alarm bells in the morning. Instead, I have more weird dreams than usual.

The last night one was the weirdest in the latest. Maybe I should write this post on "Huella de los Sueños" but I don't feel like draw something about the dream I had last night, cuz', it could be a nice one, but as I remember now, it was a sad one. Every time I wake up after dreaming something not so nice to remember, I try to get rid of it from my head. But this one I couldn't. I could even remember the every single word that we had on my dremas, the touch, the circumstance, as if I had really experienced it in the real life. And it drove me crazy, because it took so hard to get back to the real world.

Possibly I analyse so much about myself that I can't take a rest as I want. Or I miss so much about what I couldn't have or what I had to leave that I dream so frequently about them. And the truth is, I really miss them. I'm improving my lot, at the same time, I'm escaping from my karma. I've realized too late that I needed it so badly. And I can't change anything now, cuz' it had been so long time ago. Trying to achieve what I want, in the other side, I always miss it. I need it. I guess my dreams just reflect that unconsciousness. And it bothers me like a hell but I need it to survive in this world. Maybe a awkward coexistence? I can be. But there are not us. Only me or only you, as always it was.