#I'm already losing bits and chunks of this one but it was a soft sadness of being forgotten and lonely and made something that you're not | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

aedelia · 1 year ago

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I had a dream about being so beloved that they wouldn't let me go. That they preserved and held onto me for so long that all my value and meaning had been forgotten and only nostalgia and familiarity remained. But it was a false familiarity for they didn't know me anymore. I would share my stories and the things that made them funny or clever were so irrelevant to modern life that they had no context and only bits and pieces were relatable to them. They kept bringing me back until I no longer resembled myself and I wondered how long it would be until I would be truly forgotten and could walk out the doors of the museum my life had become.

#actual dream #very confusing and sad #every time i grew old they deaged me or did something #at one point i was a dove. trapped in the warehouse that was my home and unrecognizable to anyone who would have known me #it was part like a costco that had office chairs and computers instead of samples in an aisle and we did IT there?#i went to sleep with compTIA on the brain so it popped up a little in the beginning #i remember likening myself and my past friends to gods. we were just characters and icons to the people at this point #my great somethingeth granddaughter was with me but she didnt know me either. she came to ask me for stories #i didnt tell her the one she asked for but one that was more important. then i changed into a dove and flew away to mourn #I'm already losing bits and chunks of this one but it was a soft sadness of being forgotten and lonely and made something that you're not

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