slightly separated from reality
My mind lingers there
dancing through possibilities
My soul is free to be whatever
do whatever
Things change from moment to moment
At once I'm getting a cosmic lesson
and the next moment a zombie is trying to mesmerize me
This is why dreams are quintessential
stretching my mind with possibilities
Okay so obviously I just woke up and I feel in a dream stupor. Part of it was I was cleaning out my Uncle's pool and it's was full of leaves and dirt and there was a hole in the bottom of it so the water was going to leak out but we wanted to swim. I was talking to him about if he thought his back was ever going to get better as well. Symbolism!
Next up I'm taller and some kind of hipster hippy chick or something and I'm hanging out with Ashton Kutcher. There's a contest to make something and sell it, I don't know what for. I have all these newspapers and some sort of shredding machine that as it's shredding it it also twists the pieces together. I'm going to make rings and bracelets and all kinds of things. I've got a steady business going.
Then somewhere in all that it turns into some weird kind of zombie scene where someone is trying to make people think they're zombies but one lady doesn't fall for it because she has the power of Mary Anne from True Blood Season 2?
Beats the hell out of me. All I can tell you is, is that despite all that it was a pleasant dream.
And by the way, the no TV thing totally didn't pan out at all. I really do need it to zone out. When I'm left to me own devices my brain kicks in to organizing my life and I need something to drone me out softly for awhile. It also doesn't help that I can't spend time outside playing and I'm having to read a book that I'm only slightly enjoying.
Things To Come (probably later):
We have ponderings of the Universe, so it's time we talked about cupcakes for a bit. I got a new cookbook that I will share with you.
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Peace!
