One thing I think I'll be writing here is my dreams. Since often when I sit down at the blog, I dont have anything to say, and I end up ranting about sadness and stuff. So instead I'm going to try to have a topic in hand. So one topic will be my dreams.
Last night I can only remember a very short portion of my dream. I went to south by south west and was in some theater that had multiple screens separated only by curtains. I was watching some kung fu movie and the only person there was some girl who kept coming on to me. So eventually I moved spots (we were sitting on bleachers) and then left, out onto the streets, which were wet as if it had just rained (or it was a movie -- they always wet down streets in movies.
I have to start work in about 2 minutes. But before that happens...I've been thinking a lot recently about old friends. I've been neglecting friendships recently. or that's how it feels. There's something different about my cleveland friends. I honestly believe that there is something unique about clevelanders that I haven't put my finger on yet. But I'm still thinking.
Ok. I need to run. I need to commit more time than 8 minutes to this.
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