the sea is just a wetter version of the sky
My dreams this week:
Monday: Everyone, including my parents, is pushing me to get a tattoo. I don't really want one, but I settle on getting the french word for "bliss"(i do not even know what it is) on my ankle. After I get it, I move to Florida with my family.
Tuesday: I am onstage at the United Center, which is packed. I am singing "School of Rock" and everyone is cracking up and cheering.
Wednesday: I am in a pool with Andrea Stout, except the pool is full of chicken lemon rice soup instead of water. I am, of course, eating as I swim. Andrea does not eat it because she is a vegetarian.
Thursday: I am with Maryam, who is on crutches, and we are trying to find Esteban to escort her from class to class, carrying her books and such. By the end of the dream, we find out that everyone but us has been killed in a massacre.
Last night: I am on a couch, reading a book with Caitlin Casey's boyfriend. She is on the couch next to us, blocked by people, but she periodically looks over at us. We read the book all the way through until the last page, when he gets up because she tells him to. Then I hire David Spade to clean my room.
What does it all mean???!???
Tomorrow: homework and college apps.
The next year of my life: homework and college apps.
What I want it to be: piano, stories, chicken lemon rice soup, and the recording of memories and dreams.
And so, I am longing for a shoulder to sleep on. Watched Casper last night with Jory and Carly. Casper is a great, touching film.
Not to be confused with a great touching film.
Monday: Everyone, including my parents, is pushing me to get a tattoo. I don't really want one, but I settle on getting the french word for "bliss"(i do not even know what it is) on my ankle. After I get it, I move to Florida with my family.
Tuesday: I am onstage at the United Center, which is packed. I am singing "School of Rock" and everyone is cracking up and cheering.
Wednesday: I am in a pool with Andrea Stout, except the pool is full of chicken lemon rice soup instead of water. I am, of course, eating as I swim. Andrea does not eat it because she is a vegetarian.
Thursday: I am with Maryam, who is on crutches, and we are trying to find Esteban to escort her from class to class, carrying her books and such. By the end of the dream, we find out that everyone but us has been killed in a massacre.
Last night: I am on a couch, reading a book with Caitlin Casey's boyfriend. She is on the couch next to us, blocked by people, but she periodically looks over at us. We read the book all the way through until the last page, when he gets up because she tells him to. Then I hire David Spade to clean my room.
What does it all mean???!???
Tomorrow: homework and college apps.
The next year of my life: homework and college apps.
What I want it to be: piano, stories, chicken lemon rice soup, and the recording of memories and dreams.
And so, I am longing for a shoulder to sleep on. Watched Casper last night with Jory and Carly. Casper is a great, touching film.
Not to be confused with a great touching film.