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Sunday, March 8th 2009

12:28 AM

Quicker-ie

  • Mood: fereaking tired
  • Music: Must Be Dreaming - Frou Frou
  • Thoughts: "I already am, I always was, and I still have time to be."
Today has been a day.

Nothing too extreme.

Nothing happened that was terrible, nor did anything happen that was absolutely amazing.

It was rather simple, and just filled with a gentle quiet that I quite enjoyed.

I woke up after having some stressful dreams. I know there were a lot of them, but I can't quite remember what they all were. I knew one was Almost lucid, or at least felt like it. I remember thinking to myself that I agreed with the current actions of the dreams and felt no reason to interfere with them. Though I remember it was hectic. And before I woke up I was in my room, except everything was gone from it but my bed. So I was kneeling on my bed looking at this girl that was on her knees on the ground. I for some reason could not see her face. She was telling me that she had been raped, and I remember caring deeply for her.

Anyway. That ended my nightly escapades.

Fast forwarding, you get to me taking advantage of the wonderful weather.

I ended up going down this road that I always pass, but never actually go down. I thought it was about time to stop wondering and actually find out. So, as it turns out, it was actually a very beautiful place. It was all of these art based businesses, and one very large art studio. It was all very picturesque. Nobody really bothered me even though there were people there. I was really tempted to walk in and ask some questions, but by the time I had explored the outside, I got a call and had to go hunt out some clothes.

That then brought me home, and eventually over to a friend's house. That didn't last too long though because I was and still am deathly tired. Though he showed me a couple things. One was this movie that was kinda cool. I can't remember the title though. The other was a poet by the name of Anis Mojgani. A very impressive man.

UGH.

I'm so tired at this point. There are a couple of things I want to talk about in depth, but in my current state of exhaustion I can't do it. Hopefully tonight wont be as stressful as last night and I"ll actually be able to sleep without going insane in the process.

Out~

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