fools day.
last night I had this tiny dream. Or, less a dream than just a simple picture that manifested in my brain as I was napping. Just an image of the ground seen from perhaps 18 inches away- about like if one were kneeling and looking down.
dark dirt.
Loam, if you know that word; it means dirt, but really good dirt.
except look:
dirt- Part of ( Read more... )
dark dirt.
Loam, if you know that word; it means dirt, but really good dirt.
except look:
dirt- Part of ( Read more... )
I was at a beach house with a whole bunch of people, including my cousins and my almost-sister Ava who is really mentally ill. We were looking out the window at the beach at massive quantities of sea lions swimming up to the beach and climbing out onto it. Sea lions in general are not to be fucked with, and in my dream the males were horrific, almost deformed ogre-ish creatures (sort of like male elephant seals in real life, but much worse). Somehow I was then out in the middle of the water (but not swimming in it) and I noticed that there was a little brown-skinned boy in the middle of all these giant, potentially violent creatures. He was able to tread water but not swim, so I got in with him and started pulling him to shore -- he was easy to swim with -- and all the time I was thinking, "Fuck, dreams always end before I can accomplish the thing I'm trying to accomplish, I'm never gonna get to shore with this kid, either I wake up or we going to get eaten by a male sea lion. I am going to stay in this dream until I can get him out of the water." So I got him not to shore but to a float-thing with a lifeguard's chair on it, and I told him I would stay with him until a boat came before waking up.
I know telling dreams is often boring and maybe this is too. But I really like it that on April Fool's eve, we both had really true-feeling and strong dreams. Also, I saw a robin yesterday and one today.
love
Kate
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