May 2009
2 posts
Dreaming
The other night I had very vivid dreams (always happens when I take something to help me get there). Most were negatively-tinted, with emotions running strong and high. The only dream that stands out, however, was where I was standing in the kitchen, eating an ice cream cone. The kind you buy in the store, where they’re dipped in chocolate and nuts. I can’t rememeber what...
Voice of Christmas Future?
As I’m dancing around in some ridiculously mishmosh of an outfit I’ve created from the brilliance of laundry day (more on that later), listening to Daft Punk, I suddenly heard these two strange voices.
“Oh. My. God. You’re so embarrassing”
I turn, and am shocked to see two bored and apathetic teenagers staring at me, looking on at the scene that, up till that point,...
