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i realized that since june (the start of summer school) i've developed a habit of making lists and schedules and keeping logs. every night before going to sleep i write out my schedule for the next day. it's good, in a way, i guess. but still kinda weird. i make the schedule hard to abide by because it leaves no free time, but i've definitely been getting a lot more done since i've started writing down all the things i have to do. except every day i am disappointed at myself for not accomplishing everything i had planned.
i feel very isolated lately and i can't tell if it's a good or bad thing.
this weekend. city. i kind of can't wait.
why does it feel so good to sleep in borrowed clothes? borrowed not just from anyone though, but someone who means a lot to you. i guess i just answered my own question.
last night i had nightmares all night. the first was continuous though the first half of the night. i woke up probably 5 times from it but every time i fell back asleep it would start again. i was struggling with the blankets of my bed which were finding their way back to some uncomfortable or cramped position. they were also making it hard for me to breathe and it was dark and hard to see. but kind of cartoon-y like that scene in "eternal sunshine" when joel is climbing through a tunnel made out of his blanket. and there was someone with me, who was in some kind of danger, and my bed wasn't really my bed but some tent thing. ionno, it was crazy.
and then the second half of the night the frustrating bed nightmare changed into running away from crazy killers and trying to save some girl who was hiding from them at the beach. she was injured somehow and looked almost like a mermaid with really long hair that didn't really look human and wearing some bizarre clothes that i can't even describe. not extravagant, but simple and all torn up, kind of like a nightgown, but not really. and there was a doll that came alive that i had to take care of. i don't know what eventually happened with the whole psychos trying to kill us situation.
i feel very isolated lately and i can't tell if it's a good or bad thing.
this weekend. city. i kind of can't wait.
why does it feel so good to sleep in borrowed clothes? borrowed not just from anyone though, but someone who means a lot to you. i guess i just answered my own question.
last night i had nightmares all night. the first was continuous though the first half of the night. i woke up probably 5 times from it but every time i fell back asleep it would start again. i was struggling with the blankets of my bed which were finding their way back to some uncomfortable or cramped position. they were also making it hard for me to breathe and it was dark and hard to see. but kind of cartoon-y like that scene in "eternal sunshine" when joel is climbing through a tunnel made out of his blanket. and there was someone with me, who was in some kind of danger, and my bed wasn't really my bed but some tent thing. ionno, it was crazy.
and then the second half of the night the frustrating bed nightmare changed into running away from crazy killers and trying to save some girl who was hiding from them at the beach. she was injured somehow and looked almost like a mermaid with really long hair that didn't really look human and wearing some bizarre clothes that i can't even describe. not extravagant, but simple and all torn up, kind of like a nightgown, but not really. and there was a doll that came alive that i had to take care of. i don't know what eventually happened with the whole psychos trying to kill us situation.