I have this vision of myself that's helping me get through the last hectic days at this awful job. I am lying awake in the cabin of a truck, reading poetry by the light of a camping lantern. I'm in the middle of nowhere and it's dark outside, the kind of darkness you only get far from cities, Kerouac's Sad American Night, only a small truck stop's ( Read more... )

Drank and smoked too much last night, went to sleep and dreamed I was pregnant and on death row ( Read more... )

in my dream last night, i was living in a house on mount royal ave. with tracy and shara. we were all working at aq, but the job really had nothing to do with the dream. the point of the dream was that i had just found out i was pregnant. of course, i was very upset about this, but everyone around me seemed to think it was a great idea, even though ( Read more... )

the other night, i dreamed i was taking a greyhound bus to amsterdam [influenced by pippryn, no doubt], and somehow forgot to take my luggage off the bus. to retrieve it, i had to search through a forest. this forest was filled with many, many other pieces of luggage that had been left behind. hundreds of backpacks lined up in a ditch, huge stacks of ( Read more... )