more mornings

Aug 10, 2009 07:30

I seem to be somewhat loquacious when I'm having these bouts of morning insomnia. I must admit I've been fretting a bit about going to the UK. It's hard to be at ease someplace when you're worried about whether you'll be any more than an inconvenience. I never really thought I'd have it in me to take crap for someone else, but Katie's not going to go home without me, and we're not going to see her mother for any longer than absolutely necessary, and definitely not going to stay with the parents for more than two days, and it's actually important for her to see the rest of her family.

Dreaming last about my dad visiting. I owned a car, but had rented it out for the duration of the visit. We were coming back into town after a day's outing, and were waiting at the tram stop when there was suddenly a power outage. There was no moon or ambient light, so the city was thrown into inscrutable, soupy blackness. panicked slightly, and clutched by some vertigo, clung to the nearest car as we attempted to walk up the nearest hill towards home. While doing this, I decided to send a text message to the person who'd rented my car, asking for it back. I quickly got a response, which read, in perfectly imperfect English "YOU SAID YOU COME BACK IN FEB. CAR HAS BIKE RACK."

Woke up with my rolling bedside table somewhere around my knees.
and that was at 6:00. Good morning.
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