Bjork song

I grow more and more stoic and reserved over the years, cringing at my previous writing. It's okay that you didn't save the world, it's okay to not be happy -- it was a lie sold to us long ago, that we must pursue constant happiness. It's okay to ignore the drama, it's okay to keep the vision of a hamster while the world burns around you. It's okay to be depressed. It's okay to not have a good relationship with your parents. Anyway, in last night's dream I had another nightmare about teaching. Another panic mode, being watched, being unprepared, being expected to lead when I'm dragging my own self around by the neck. I come home from work to hear Matiah singing in the shower again, along to some Bjork song that's playing through the speaker in the bathroom. "Human tears..." he wails along with her. It sounds like a Bjork song I've heard but I know in my omniscient dream controller brain that it's not a real Bjork song. She belts out an anguished "I got so many human teee-urrrsss..." in the ethereal fairy manner only Bjork can. Then a bridge to repeat "human tears" and "human fears" over and over in a different sing-songy way. I haven't written in this dream blog in probably 5 years and it will probably be another 5.