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I had a dream this morning that I was my friend Lola and I was at the gynocologist who I thought was born a cyclops. It turned out that he was just missing an eye and sitting by him was his receptionist. His receptionist opened this box which I thought was a jewelry gift at first, but it turned out to be his missing eye. Then she ate it and I heard it faintly crunch. Isn't that awesome? My friend said it was about my lack of identity, but I ain't satisfied with that explanation.
Comment I left on Lola's profile:
J emailed me to tell you hi. I don't see why he doesn't just email you himeslf. Makes me roll my eyes!
The trip on the way down was definitely longer than the trip up to Talli. I do'nt understand it. I started going a little bonkers during the 7th compact disc of Neil Gaiman's book "Fragile Things". He's an awesome writer, by the way, even if I did tune out some of the time. When I was tuning in, it hurt how much of a good writer he was because I started wishing that I could become a novelist. Due to pragmatic reasons (lack of funding, familial support, creativity and discipline on my part) it's not fated to happen.
I loved seeing you and the roadtrip because it made me realize that Florida is beautiful in all its natural glory. Granted, BORING, but beautiful... and I guess not so boring if you're into things like nature hikes, micro/macrobiotic experimentation diets, botany, local wildlife, and wild orgies stemming from completely destructive intoxication. Oh, I guess getting a sembalance of a decent education on the side can be cool, too. ^_^
Here at home, I am really sad for not being able to have a chance to venture out... or the guts to do what you are doing now. And not having a purpose to life.
I told J about the dream I had and he said that I was searching for my identity. While this is true, I was dissatisfied with his analogy of my dream and asked him for another interpretation. He felt that it was the truest of all. I am still dissatisfied.
Anyway, sorry for the tangent. Eh. Thanks for being a great hostess, I do like your place. I can see why you would get restless after a few months. Maybe 3 days was enough to leave on good terms with Tallahassee and anything after that would leave a bad taste in my mouth.
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I was feeling creative a little while ago, but am now too lazy to do anything about it.
Comment I left on Lola's profile:
J emailed me to tell you hi. I don't see why he doesn't just email you himeslf. Makes me roll my eyes!
The trip on the way down was definitely longer than the trip up to Talli. I do'nt understand it. I started going a little bonkers during the 7th compact disc of Neil Gaiman's book "Fragile Things". He's an awesome writer, by the way, even if I did tune out some of the time. When I was tuning in, it hurt how much of a good writer he was because I started wishing that I could become a novelist. Due to pragmatic reasons (lack of funding, familial support, creativity and discipline on my part) it's not fated to happen.
I loved seeing you and the roadtrip because it made me realize that Florida is beautiful in all its natural glory. Granted, BORING, but beautiful... and I guess not so boring if you're into things like nature hikes, micro/macrobiotic experimentation diets, botany, local wildlife, and wild orgies stemming from completely destructive intoxication. Oh, I guess getting a sembalance of a decent education on the side can be cool, too. ^_^
Here at home, I am really sad for not being able to have a chance to venture out... or the guts to do what you are doing now. And not having a purpose to life.
I told J about the dream I had and he said that I was searching for my identity. While this is true, I was dissatisfied with his analogy of my dream and asked him for another interpretation. He felt that it was the truest of all. I am still dissatisfied.
Anyway, sorry for the tangent. Eh. Thanks for being a great hostess, I do like your place. I can see why you would get restless after a few months. Maybe 3 days was enough to leave on good terms with Tallahassee and anything after that would leave a bad taste in my mouth.
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I was feeling creative a little while ago, but am now too lazy to do anything about it.