I dream a lot more randomly here, perhaps because school and work and clubs and errands and partying are not on my mind. I also relax and visualize whatever comes to mind before bed, which so far has repeatedly been an incredibly vivid ocean scene ( Read more... )

Last night in the trance between waking and sleep, lost in my music and lost in time, I saw myself walking down dark stone stairs built by the Earth herself ( Read more... )

Being an adult is tiring. *yawns* Singing Wren feels all tuckered out ( Read more... )

This morning when it was time to wake up I didn't wake up. I just laid there listlessly for hours. I dreamed briefly that I was making offerings to the Kindred, the first of which was a mirror piled with colourful sea-shells for the deities. It was an important ritual, perhaps something akin to a Dedicant rite, and people waited eagerly outside my ( Read more... )

I just awoke from what has to be most adorable, feel-good dream I've ever had. It's a shame I had to wake up for class, as I felt unbelievably comfortable and perfect when I woke up... I was nestled on the far north side of my bed, burrowing my face in am armful of comforter and lost in the softness of my sheets against my skin. The heater was ( Read more... )

"Thinking outrageously, I write in cursive
I hide in my bed with the lights on the floor
Wearing three layers of coats and legwarmers,
I see my own breathe on the face of the door..."

- "The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades is Out to Get Us!" - Sufjan StephensLast night I lay in bed sleeplessly for hours on end. 1am, 2am, 3am, the hours slid by ( Read more... )

Nothing makes sense anymore.
I like it.

I have been thinking about some things.

( Breaking my dreams. )

Haha, I think I am starting to crash after the chaos of finals week.
I woke up at 11:30, ate breakfast, and read Gods & Myths for about 20 minutes, only to find that after about 20 minutes I was falling asleep again. WTF. I lay down to take a nap.

I then had a dream with gods in it, which I almost NEVER have.

( I am NOT Apollo! )

Every morning when I wake up, there is a brief moment in which I know I could open my eyes to a completely different world. I wouldn't see the digital alarm clock chiming next to the butterfly lamp, and I wouldn't find a world faintly illuminated by the glow of an overcast sky. I would find something... radiant. Something incredible. Something I ( Read more... )

I'd like to pretend that antibiotics mess with thinking patterns, but the truth is probably that I'm just weird ( Read more... )