tomorrow, a day full of restaurant vendors. not too exciting, except i get to be out of the home office for a little bit. but conventions are dreadful.
i hope i dream tonight and can remember it! dreams are quite exciting. i need to prime the pump and start thinking about what i want to dream about. im hoping a segway is somewhere in the mix. sometimes dreams are like finding some lost relic from the past - like a hadful of pictures from middle school that remind you of an event you forgot about, except now crazy ass magicians are at that middle school dance too. and the magicians know everything you were thinking and make it happen for real. sometimes they eff everything up and you are glad you woke up, other times they are your best friend. eitherway dreams are well aquainted with candor.
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dreams remind me that i am a prisoner in my own mind and that even as i sleep, i can not turn my thoughts off.
when they're good, and i wake up, i wish it was real and it's just a tease. when they're bad, i'm glad i woke up and i'm thankful life doesn't suck, but then i'm in a terrible mood for a while.
sometimes they're cool though.
p.s. your visited link is the same color as your page, thus rendering the font illegible and invisible.
I had a dream right after we went to the beach; I can't remember anything about it except that you were in it and you were farting. Clearly that car ride scarred my psyche FOREVER. I want compensation.
its amazing what images the 'firing of neurons' can produce...and how little we know about dreams
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