What's worse I can't even escape into my imagination. It seems for the time being that ability appears to be gone.

I still have my dreams. I had a dream last night that I was getting beat up. Not sure what the meaning is there. My face was cut up and my nose was bleeding perfusely. I was walking actually on the street and it seems like I was walking among the percieved dredges of society. Which seemed made up mostly of prostitues and pimps. And along the way I walked passed this guy who grabbed me and started to pound on me.

Even in my dreams I can't seem to catch a break.