I HATE MY mind. It goes from A to Z in the blink of an eye. Sometimes I feel like my body is just along for the insane ride that is my dreams. It's odd to me that some people tell me that they don't dream at all. I just sit in envious thought about how I wish I wasn't disturbed each night with dreams that leave me waking in the dark, screaming out or crying. I've given up trying to get control of my dreams. A counselor of mine told me that…