Work Text:
It's far beyond the stars
It's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon
Entry 2
Location: Moon AT-5
Even if I was able to sleep here, I don’t believe I could dream.
Another thing that has been taken from me. Interesting how I’ve cataloged what I’ve lost over this short span of time. My freedom, my autonomy, and then my dreams. I know life itself will be ripped away all at once, but I find it strange that dreams slipped in before it.
Not that my dreams before this time had always been something to look forward to each night. Strange, liminal spaces that twisted my stomach and weighed down my body. In the short time I have left to live, I don’t have any dreams to reminisce about, yet I find myself missing the act of dreaming.
Huh. Funny, my execution should lead me to that train of thought. I guess it’s something to distract from the click of the camera button and the heavy clunk of my boots against the metal tin they call a sub. I’m looking beyond my situation; I don’t think I’ve fully comprehended what’s about to happen to me- but I digress. There’s been a thought while directing my coordinates towards the unmarked spaces on the map: maybe after death, my dreams will be better. Or better yet, no dreams at all.