grab your hat and your shoes and twist a little bit
my grasp on reality has been battered by two movies, a bottle of wine, and a night of intensive dreaming. everything wound up being self-referential and i woke up this morning quite confused.
what i clearly recall from my dream was an argument about what it means to know where you are. my friend insisted that to know where you are you must know where you're going, while my take was that it's better to know which way you've come.
*shrug*
what i clearly recall from my dream was an argument about what it means to know where you are. my friend insisted that to know where you are you must know where you're going, while my take was that it's better to know which way you've come.
*shrug*