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Not all who wander are looking for something either...though most are...in my experience anyway. I'm looking for a lot of things, so I observe and list and review to double check and make sure I'm not skipping over anything I would really like to give more attention to...to see what strikes me enough to list... to observe myself from a perspective farther removed than the intimacy of my own brain....

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  • I had some vivid dreams last night, the sort that go on and on with a plot and all.
  • The 1st part I remember is working at the store, like yesterday. I was in the camp room with Margo, by the office when it got very stormy outside. All at once it was like a vacuum...meaning a space vacuum where all the noise and air is sucked out out of a space, a void. We watched out the window and the sky was black, the wind was blowing. She hurried me over to the door frame (like in an earthquake situation.) It was strange because I could hear everything we said perfectly clear...intensely clear, and yet it felt as though Id lost my hearing. The wind moved inside and all around us, blowing things over. We looked up out the window to see a house rolling up 1st street, bounce into the air and take out the WRG sign in front of the store. I remember that moment because it was then that i realized the storm was really bad. i wasn't scared, excited really. A change...no choice but to deal. Then the whole thing subsided after a bit and we went to look around outside. Margo was there off and on, I remember getting my phone out and taking pictures up 1st street because the clouds and the wreckage created a sort of beautiful tunnel down to the school. Nothing was in the street though.
  • The next dream I remember having was a road trip with a bunch of people home after a concert or a party or something, i remember less of it, but I was with Tara or Laura the whole time. We had a sceen like in Legends of the Fall, the old open top car in the canyon, driving along, all of us drunk or hi, having a great time piled in. We got somewhere, to a party, and everyone was up stairs. It was like I was back in High School though. I felt that way...reckless, a little insecure, lovely, sexual. Travis was upstairs and I remember feeling him watch me, but I was distracted by all these little kids that shouldnt have been there...8-11 year olds that kept getting picked on. I got all maternal but not upset that they were there.
  • During all of this i would have flash situations where i was flying in an airplane and I would turn around to face the back, which had a window like a car, and we would land. i would watch the whole thing backwards...it happened over and over again. the last one i remember I got all excited, almost like shrooms, and then I had a thought about how happy I was in Ashland sometimes, that feeling exactly, and wondered if the tea Josh gave me had shrooms in it...totally possible.
nov 5 2009 ∞
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