do you ever have dreams that you interpret while you're dreaming them? like your subconsciousness is giving you a break.
i'm dreaming of rivers and currents too fast and deeper water than i'd thought and near-drowning and last minute life preservers.
it's all so fucking unoriginal, i told susan as we watched the moorhens trying to eat leaves at the park. the seagulls gave chase--they're like dogs that way. you can't have any food around without the seagulls trying to take it. i don't care if you're a swan or goose, duck or pigeon. the seagulls are master dive bombers.
so fucking unoriginal, i said. and she smiled and told me that it's probably best to leave creativity to my real world.
yeah.
today, my braids are crooked and messy. but my hair is out of my face.
my mother set up a haircut appointment for me upon my return to the states: december 20, about 10:30 am with margy. she made this appointment while chatting with me on msn messenger and talking to margy on her cellphone. this was a dramatic technological discovery for her.
instant-er communication.
thanks mom.
the sun shone today. and i finished a portrait of the artist as a young man.
and now, i shall check train times as i plan my last trip up to the north coast...one last hurrah at the downhill hostel. (she sighs.)
there is something nice about crooked and messy braids, i think.
xss.
original fucking.
so what did you think of _portrait_?
jpp. xss?
james. loved portrait. beautifully written and i love the way joyce breaks the rules of sentence structure, of thought, of plot and character development.
i'm still mulling it over. what it all means--to me versus early 20th century ireland.
bethany. thank you for braid affirmation. my hair is down today and long.
all. i hope the presence of a semi-controversial (depending on whom i'm speaking to) word has not shaken any rafters. apologies if so. silly me for thinking so if not.
(simply being honest.)
Posted by: bananie at November 30, 2002 02:07 PM
xss.
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I do this interpreting thing while dreaming --just so you'll know you're not alone, though, since it's me, small comfort. love ya.
I do this interpreting thing while dreaming --just so you'll know you're not alone, though, since it's me, small comfort. love ya.