Jun 01, 2008 21:47
Last night---had loooong long vivid dreams, exploring a giant building, with endless rooms and endless halls leading to more rooms, out through secret trap doors into stairways. I was with a young girl/ also a student perhaps? She and I went exploring! There was something metaphorical about it
I had escaped from this crazy lunatic doctor who was trying to give me an operation, he stuck a long needle in my heart.
I found her, not sure where, so the young girl and I escaped down this stairway that led to a room- a special room because it was filled with paintings, large murals
that were stacked away.
They were paintings my mother had painted- of us growing up.
One was the life of my brother, of me, of my dad, of friends, relatives, strangers- paintings upon paintings of these people; she had painted their lives!
That was my dream. I'm feeling pretty tired today...so tired I can't seem to write anything else about what has been going on in my life. I want to move to Costa Rica.