While I don't actually have a fever, I dreamed of a trip last night through a vastly different North America. America was like something i'd never seen before, and definitely something that doesn't exist on this earth. The biggest difference was the shape of the continent, and the fact that cities were no longer the cramped tangle of concrete and steele, infested with people the way hair gets infested with lice. I can't describe it properly, because there were so many cities.
Anyhow, I remember in the dream cursing and cursing that I didn't have my camera, because the scenery was something I knew I would never see again. I guess it never occurs to you that you can't take things with you out of dreams. At least not solid things like cameras and photographs. Otherwise i'd have a few winning lotto tickets and some delicious fruits that don't really exist. I'd also have some children and Pocky would be the size of a small dog.
A little something something for Katie-bookie, to take you back to our days in high school. They seem so... so... so far away. Like ancient history, in the times of Moses.I've been missing high school a lot lately, but I don't think it would be the same if I could be a high schooler again today. I think i'd pass up the opportunity, unless I got to actually go BACK to the 1990's and keep the things that i've learned by this age. I mean, i'd do better in school, I would piss off my parents less, not keep freaks for boyfriends, and then i'd find a way to get to Australia with Katie to harvest koalas from the trees, just like we should have done from the start.
That would be the life. Anyways, coulda woulda shoulda. I don't have a point, Miss Muffy just made me think of the good times.