Hey.  SO LJ has an interesting new feature...It restores your previous draft of whatever entry you were working on but never posted.  I've not been on this site in roughly 2 years...so imagine my surprise when it asked to restore a saved draft.  I hit yes, and this is what it gave me:

I dreamt of a busy night, filled with preparation for an ( Read more... )

My hair was long.  That is the first thing I remember...staring at my hair as it fell past my shoulders and nearly to my waist.  It curled in lazy, rebelious waves and spirals, and looked like a wind-tossed mess.  I tugged on a strand of it, triying to pull it straight, and watched it spring back into place as I released it.  It was brown, with a ( Read more... )

My dreams walked a fine line last night ( Read more... )

Wow.  I slept surprisingly well last night...despite being haunted by a very bizarre dream ( Read more... )

I was younger than I was now.  I'd gone to stay at a small town, on the coast...I cannot quite remember the name.  It was a strange place, where the sea lions not only had names, but ruled territories of the surf with their own laws.  People were highly superstitious, and lived in constant fear of angering the Gods of this place.  Farmers relied ( Read more... )

Sitting here, curled up on my bed, I'm scarcely tasting the aftermath of a dream I had last night.  In it, I am hovering a million miles above the world...and peeking out over the edge of my vantage point, I feel an immense sense of frustration, seeing everyone down below were throwing the most awesome party, and though it doesn't require an ( Read more... )