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i am actually glad i stayed in last night. i neede to hang out with myself, by myself for a little bit. i can't say i did very much, but i didnt have to talk to anybody, i could just be quiet and stare at the tv or file my nails, i dont know, i just miss being alone.
last night i had the strangest dreams ive ever had while sober. they're all kind of mixed up and don't follow any logical order, but they include:
-walking around the Met. in NY, looking at artists work that don't exist, but i really liked them. the paintings were so colorful and interesting. but i've never seen them before. and they were all like, multi-media, they had paint and sculpture and weird shit stuck in them. but they kicked ass.
-we left the met and got into a teeny tiny helicopter, quickly flew to england, where we tried parking the helicopter in the river that surrounded the mall...to go shopping. there was something about aja eating in the helicopter but i dont remember
-when we get in the mall, we're looking for the mens dept, but we cant find it, and we keep having to go out these funky escaltors and go back outside to get there.
-and then, suddenly i'm on a boat with an art class i've never seen before, and brian, and we're waiting in line in these little boats, for who knows what, so i start asking him trivial questions to pass the time. i ask, "if you had to pick right now, who would you spend the rest of your life with?" and he says, he met this girl once on some trip, and they really hit it off, so he'd spend it with her.
-i got really mad and couldnt open my mouth to talk for a while, until we were standing in some tiny gallery with some guy speaking and i finally was like, "what the hell, some girl??!!!"
i think that was the end of my weirdo dreams. i think. oh but i woke up in the middle of the last one and dreamt that i told brian about the last one and told him i dont know if it was a dream or not.
if that makes sense.
last night i had the strangest dreams ive ever had while sober. they're all kind of mixed up and don't follow any logical order, but they include:
-walking around the Met. in NY, looking at artists work that don't exist, but i really liked them. the paintings were so colorful and interesting. but i've never seen them before. and they were all like, multi-media, they had paint and sculpture and weird shit stuck in them. but they kicked ass.
-we left the met and got into a teeny tiny helicopter, quickly flew to england, where we tried parking the helicopter in the river that surrounded the mall...to go shopping. there was something about aja eating in the helicopter but i dont remember
-when we get in the mall, we're looking for the mens dept, but we cant find it, and we keep having to go out these funky escaltors and go back outside to get there.
-and then, suddenly i'm on a boat with an art class i've never seen before, and brian, and we're waiting in line in these little boats, for who knows what, so i start asking him trivial questions to pass the time. i ask, "if you had to pick right now, who would you spend the rest of your life with?" and he says, he met this girl once on some trip, and they really hit it off, so he'd spend it with her.
-i got really mad and couldnt open my mouth to talk for a while, until we were standing in some tiny gallery with some guy speaking and i finally was like, "what the hell, some girl??!!!"
i think that was the end of my weirdo dreams. i think. oh but i woke up in the middle of the last one and dreamt that i told brian about the last one and told him i dont know if it was a dream or not.
if that makes sense.