samedi, août 14, 2004
twirling
Some dreams I've had recently:
| ¶ 11:45 a.m.
- I am holding an awkward, heavy sword-thing. And I'm under orders to cut people with it. So I reluctantly and clumsily reach out and slash three people. I got the first girl in the neck and a woman tells me later that she's dying and we should try to make her comfortable. Then I woke up and didn't feel so good about myself.
- It's Doug. We are just enjoying each other's company for a change. Some dancing begins and we get up to join in. But instead he picks me up and twirls me around and around, carefree and happy. I wake up with a light feeling.
| ¶ 11:45 a.m.
