get up and start moving and don't stop until it doesn't hurt.

[punchqueen]

last night i dreamt that i was in the adirondacks. my parents used to bring me up there when i was little, i famously complained the whole way, but in retrospect i enjoyed it. anyways, i dreamt i was at the pond where i used to catch frogs. i dreamt that i found him as a frog. i knew that it was him immediately so i picked him up and kissed him and he turned into an open oyster with a pearl, so i kissed him again, and he turned into a brick wall, so i kissed again and he turned into a child, and again and he turned into a snake, and i kissed the snake and it turned back into a frog and jumped out of my hands and back into the pond. i chased him into the pond but i stopped when i realized that all the searching in the world wasn't going to find him and in the process i had ruined a perfectly good party dress.

here's to the death of subtle dreams for a while.