hi. i woke up recently, about 20 min and 30 seconds ago. i couldnt believe how late it was. i always wake up early no matter when i go to sleep. well, maybe it's due to the nightmare i had that woke me up and made me think, "i cant see josh up there on the bed, but if i wake him up this morning, he will be mad at me." it would be one time too many. but i slept on the floor so he cant complain.
the dream:
i was in a california desert with some person, cant remember specifics its all slipping away like water in my just woke up hands, you know the ones, they cant make proper fists? but we were on a skateboard and traveling somewhere and my partner stopped and said, "look." and i looked and there was a boy's head sticking out from the compacted desert dirt, you know how on the sides of unpaved roads in the desert the dirt makes a little hill that runs the length of the whole road and your foot will sink into if you step on it except if its hard like in my dream? well it was all hard. so i lifted some sections off him and he was a little bloody and not so conscious and i pulled him toward our skateboard. as my friend tended to him it came into my dream head that i should just check the next section in the road and sure enough, there was another little boy, slightly more conscious so i excavated him and set him aside. well, i had to keep checking, would i be a good person otherwise? so i dug some more and another one came out but behind him i realized there was a tunnel of sorts, like a gutter leading to a sewer or something with a bunch of little boys and they were bloody and moaning and trying to climb over each other out. i turned around and there was another gutter on the opposite side. it was night by the way. so i ran back to the skateboard. then a light, a small one, turned on in the gutter. then another in the other gutter. then we left those boys and ran but in front of us, in the distance, a light turned on then all around us lights started turning on. even our skateboard's light turned on.
it was a relatively short nightmare. tim might say it was prophetic or something like that, clairvoyant, or metaphoric. i hope its a metaphor for all the boys who will be clamoring to be my date to your party. i wont hold my breath, but i might hold josh's, he's right beside me, so you two will never be happy on your birthday.
thats a syke.
but this isnt:
Monday, December 28, 2009
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