life in the mount that is dora
for a person who normally suffers from insomnia, my dreams are few & far between... but, since being home, my dreams have become more lucid & intense.. i've been keeping a log, writing down & drawing everything as soon as i wake up so i won't forget. well, i guess with all the recent family drama, and an unexpected trip to see people who are merely blood relatives nothing more, my mind has been creating some super real intensive dreams... which are making me wake up distraught, confused, ... i don't mind dreams, i really like the theory of another reality, but not when they are bad, super intense, or with people i don't like...
other than dreams, not much is going on. i've been waking up at 5am, and going to bed at 2-3am, so im a bit tired these days.... still waiting for my recruiter to get back to me, i feel its a game he must be playing to test my commitment?? why else would someone make a person wait & wait & wait for information about their future?!? im not enjoying this, because i then feel like a waste of space/drain on society & that never feels good. im tiring of the land of shuffle boards, antiques, and old people. ive contemplated telling this city that they need to introduce bike paths... for all the bike events they host, you would think bike paths would have been in ages ago. i don't like that i could die because of a car & lack of space definition. im also contemplating cashing in all of my life savings for the first ticket to nowhere..... fast. i think im delirious from lack of sleep. this is all to reminiscent of studio days.
other than dreams, not much is going on. i've been waking up at 5am, and going to bed at 2-3am, so im a bit tired these days.... still waiting for my recruiter to get back to me, i feel its a game he must be playing to test my commitment?? why else would someone make a person wait & wait & wait for information about their future?!? im not enjoying this, because i then feel like a waste of space/drain on society & that never feels good. im tiring of the land of shuffle boards, antiques, and old people. ive contemplated telling this city that they need to introduce bike paths... for all the bike events they host, you would think bike paths would have been in ages ago. i don't like that i could die because of a car & lack of space definition. im also contemplating cashing in all of my life savings for the first ticket to nowhere..... fast. i think im delirious from lack of sleep. this is all to reminiscent of studio days.