random dreamy
i was yelling at a friend that i didn't live in southern LA, so i didn't have the benefit of his sugar coated tongue. he literally had a long striped tentacle hanging from his mouth, which he regularly coated with sugar. because everyone was sweet to each other, bathing each other in their mouth tentacles every chance they got.
I lived up north, where people speak their minds because they're covered in hair and have wild eyes and little ambition in life left.
Which made me think briefly of the east, where people actually dealt with real power, and i quickly shoved this from my mind.
but the Tolkien style 'map of fantasy lands' appeals to me.
this wasn't the actual dream I had,
which is too sappy and past-looking to really ruminate upon. (it involved getting off a bus and finding myself in the little mountain town I grew up in, Boulder Creek, where i spotted someone who was about to be married. and the more we talked the more it fucked me all up. bleh.).
older but not quite wiser.
I lived up north, where people speak their minds because they're covered in hair and have wild eyes and little ambition in life left.
Which made me think briefly of the east, where people actually dealt with real power, and i quickly shoved this from my mind.
but the Tolkien style 'map of fantasy lands' appeals to me.
this wasn't the actual dream I had,
which is too sappy and past-looking to really ruminate upon. (it involved getting off a bus and finding myself in the little mountain town I grew up in, Boulder Creek, where i spotted someone who was about to be married. and the more we talked the more it fucked me all up. bleh.).
older but not quite wiser.