Make it go away

I dreamt that I was inside the grandest train station in Mexico, not unlike the subway at 42nd St. There are signs pointing to Canada and Vietnam. I haven't written in months. My chest is really heavy. There's a lot of uncertainty at the moment. I also just found out that Ned Vizzini committed suicide last 2013. Then I wrote yesterday: "It's that feeling I have when playing a game I thought isn't that perfect, like I could make a really minor adjustment at the start that would magically change how the gameplay goes, so I'd quit and start anew, except now I can't really quit and start over."