8/02
It was only a matter of time. I went to NJ. I was at Mia's and there lived a house full of people. Her mother, random children. There was a payphone in the house. A payphone on which I was conversing with Les. Yet I had been speaking to him during the drive from VA to NJ only I couldn't recall the drive at all or how I even called him. I had no number for him. I asked him how. How it was that we were speaking. Did I call him? Did he call me? How did we connect? Yet I never did get an answer. There I was on the payphone, in the middle of Mia's home she shared with what must have been every breathing family member she has. I told him how imperative it was for us to be ok. For there to be no hard feelings, to have a friendly report. He insisted yes, it was also important to him. But also important for there to be so much more. He walked out of the station, which was apparently attached to Mia's house as well. He passed me as I was still speaking to him on the payphone and smiled.
Monday, August 3, 2009
The Pencil Conspiracy
8/01
Two red pencils. That was the cue. Everyone knew what was going to happen on February 10th but me. My boyfriend signaled his surprise plan he had for me by handing 2 red pencils to my youngest daughter. And then everyone was in the know. Even my grandsons other grandmother knew. I had hoped the surprise was a proposal. After all, we had discussed going to Rio over Valentine's Day. But who knew? Apparently EVERYONE but yours truly. And I could get answers out of no one. 2 red pencils + February 10th=?
Two red pencils. That was the cue. Everyone knew what was going to happen on February 10th but me. My boyfriend signaled his surprise plan he had for me by handing 2 red pencils to my youngest daughter. And then everyone was in the know. Even my grandsons other grandmother knew. I had hoped the surprise was a proposal. After all, we had discussed going to Rio over Valentine's Day. But who knew? Apparently EVERYONE but yours truly. And I could get answers out of no one. 2 red pencils + February 10th=?
Black or White
I've been plagued with very amusing dreams the entirety of my life or what i can remember of it anyway. For those close to me, hearing my dreams of the night before has become quite entertaining. Many times I've thought of keeping some sort of journal and maybe even turning it into a book. A compilation of short stories with an Edgar Allen Poe type of feel. For this is the life I live while everyone else is counting sheep.
Some may be entertaining, while other are just weird and bits and pieces. At some point I may ask for help finishing the stories. A choose your own adventure per say. Maybe even a giveaway for the most creative dream completer. We'll just see how this goes.
My past dreams have included being chased by the letters X and Y down a pier. I, coincidentally, was the letter "i." I thought of hiding between the planks of the pier but feared my head/ tittle may fall off.
Another traumatizing REM experience was running through a ropes course filled with wild animals. Passing through the alligator filled swamps to come upon the bunny trail. Only there were hundreds of zombie Bugs Bunnies latching onto my arms while I was trying to run.
7/31
I dreamed I had teacup sized ghosts in my black socks. My only concern was whether they would leave marks like chalk after they escaped. Hmmm...points to ponder.
Some may be entertaining, while other are just weird and bits and pieces. At some point I may ask for help finishing the stories. A choose your own adventure per say. Maybe even a giveaway for the most creative dream completer. We'll just see how this goes.
My past dreams have included being chased by the letters X and Y down a pier. I, coincidentally, was the letter "i." I thought of hiding between the planks of the pier but feared my head/ tittle may fall off.
Another traumatizing REM experience was running through a ropes course filled with wild animals. Passing through the alligator filled swamps to come upon the bunny trail. Only there were hundreds of zombie Bugs Bunnies latching onto my arms while I was trying to run.
7/31
I dreamed I had teacup sized ghosts in my black socks. My only concern was whether they would leave marks like chalk after they escaped. Hmmm...points to ponder.
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