The right thing is no longer written in faded grey letters for us to trace. That's what was left of it when we got off the training wheels stage of having it printed in front of you in bold black letters: THIS is what is good, THIS is how you should live. Now we're into that fuzzy stage where sometimes you remember the lines you've always traced, ( Read more... )

Dreamed I was Tamar and somewhere between older and younger than her real age. I was married to a man named George, and I was a writer(?). My writing wasn't being well-accepted, and I was refusing my friends' claims that it was good, they(?) just didn't know what they were talking about. I said that they'd ____________ so I couldn't accept their ( Read more... )

( Dreams )

( When I sleep lots, I dream lots )

Two nights ago, I dreamed that I made a slightly-younger-looking Van Skike slowly spit up a whole bottle of water in laughter by reminding him about "AdNews" (whatever that dream-invented term means! I think it was supposed to be a project or unit or something from US History class). The dream was set in some sort of formal gathering, except for ( Read more... )

Office, I work there, lots of people work there. Green filing cabinets about knee high near desks covered with work. Main office is connected at left to back office, there's a table nearby in the back office (on the right wall near the door to the main office) with coffee on it ( Read more... )

Dreams where you can feel the sensations are just amazing. This dream was kind of weird, there was an evil vibe to it, but I still really wanted to know what was going to happen. I could really feel that slight burn on my ear. For all I know, I was lying on my side funny, but I much prefer the idea that dreams can really seem that real ( Read more... )

Great series, great series, oh my god, overload of giddy glee.... ^_____ ( Read more... )

( Dreams )

1 phone call down, 1 to go. Dunno when. Major stress ( Read more... )