daybreak

Most nights I go to bed thinking, "not tonight."

I've been having the same dream for the last two weeks and a half weeks. Even if an entire day goes by without a fleeting thought of it, my neurochemistry fire down a familiar path of synapses like clockwork. It's almost the most vivid dream of the night. There's always a slight variation in the minute details: the seats are slightly rearranged, the night is slightly colder or hotter, the look occurs or doesn't. They don't affect the final outcome, however: unfinished.

They always end unfinished. I never find out what happens.

Most mornings I wake up thinking "maybe tonight."