last night

Last night I dreamt. I dreamt of a life after I left my grandmothers house. The day that I would walk out of her house would be the day that I would begin to live my life without her nerve racking interruptions. I constantly hear that what she does is suppose to better my well being, and that I should enjoy my childhood. But enjoying your childhood is not necessarily possible with a grandmother riding you every two seconds of the day. I want to live, but right now I feel paralyzed from my present life down. What was really happening was that I was wishing that one day my grandmother would stop stepping on my wings and let me fly.