comment pourrais-je vivre
i dreamed that i had a baby. just looking at her, i felt like i began to glow with love. (like, actually radiate light.) she was the most beautiful child i'd ever seen. she looked like marie in trois hommes et un couffin, with big blue eyes and fine brown hair. i wanted to write her a note every day so she could look back and read them when she was grown up and know how much she was loved. it's the most bittersweet feeling remembering the dream, because it felt incredible to be the source of such love, but so painful to contrast it with the fact that i don't have it now.
as i remember, the rest of the dream was trademark me-crazy, with temp(orary classroom building)s and running around and maybe a flood... but it was amazing to feel so much love. I pray and anticipate I'll be able to feel it in waking some day.
Apart from that... tday was lovely, with family and friends, football and food, and soup served out of a pumpkin. the day after, I got to play Ultimate with Z and his boys from high school, only incurring a smashed nail and a thwunked thumb from it. And then we went to Lannie Garrett's Clocktower Cabaret, which takes place in the basement of the old May D&F clocktower on the 16th Street Mall. She did her "Under Paris Skies" show, which would have been less ruined if I hadn't seen Patti LuPone singing half of the same songs less than a week previous. After that was hanging with Clay and !!Lauren into the wee hours.
I feel that Leftovers Day #1 is even worse than Thanksgiving: at least on Thanksgiving, you starve all day in anticipation of the meal. Every day afterwards you spend eating all the leftovers for the duration of the day until they're gone.
p.s.: once again!
THURSDAY, november 30th
7:30pm
upstairs sherman
$3
TCFI's semester show
Top Score and the Clark Bars, too.
as i remember, the rest of the dream was trademark me-crazy, with temp(orary classroom building)s and running around and maybe a flood... but it was amazing to feel so much love. I pray and anticipate I'll be able to feel it in waking some day.
Apart from that... tday was lovely, with family and friends, football and food, and soup served out of a pumpkin. the day after, I got to play Ultimate with Z and his boys from high school, only incurring a smashed nail and a thwunked thumb from it. And then we went to Lannie Garrett's Clocktower Cabaret, which takes place in the basement of the old May D&F clocktower on the 16th Street Mall. She did her "Under Paris Skies" show, which would have been less ruined if I hadn't seen Patti LuPone singing half of the same songs less than a week previous. After that was hanging with Clay and !!Lauren into the wee hours.
I feel that Leftovers Day #1 is even worse than Thanksgiving: at least on Thanksgiving, you starve all day in anticipation of the meal. Every day afterwards you spend eating all the leftovers for the duration of the day until they're gone.
p.s.: once again!
THURSDAY, november 30th
7:30pm
upstairs sherman
$3
TCFI's semester show
Top Score and the Clark Bars, too.