dreams
i had a lot of dreams last night and this morning. A LOT. one that i remember is a dream with a familiar event. the event is that suddenly i become weightless and start floating. it usually scares me and if i'm outside there is no limit to how high i can go. but last night i wasn't outside. i was in our old basement suite on tisdall. and i started swimming through the air and i went surprisingly fast. i zoomed through the kitchen and down the hall to tell elicia. and then she began to float too. she had such a surprised look on her face. then i forced myself down. to stop floating. but everytime i tried to move i'd begin to have that weightless feeling again. then i wondered if it was just my spirit leaving my body and i woke up. i had only been asleep for an hour or so.
to think that i have a kind of recurring dream. wow.
i had a dream the other day that i had a son. he was a little boy and i loved being with him and playing with him and in the dream i marveled that i loved having a son so much even though it was just me and him--i liked it that way.
i had other dreams this morning but i don't remember them now. you may be grateful.
yesterday i spent the whole day inside this house. those of you who know about my cabin fever episodes can imagine how restless i became. i had no sister to relieve the pressure. i didn't brush my hair and make up ugly and weird hair dos. i read. i read a whole book. the bonesetters daughter by our friend amy tan. i read from around five thirty to two am. i stopped occassionally to wander out into the kitchen and eat some bread and hummus and cheese and to say a few words to elicia. she seemed restless too.
earlier in the day was not so bad. heather came over around 12 and we watched persuasion. that is such a good movie. i knew i liked it but i forgot about how good it was. mary's character was done to perfection. i laughed and laughed at her. jane spread the irony on thick in that book.
it was really after heather left that i had no heart for anything. i felt like i'd been intombed in this apartment for a week and i guess i very nearly have. i watched young blades. it's one of those channel 12 shows. it's about the younger generation muskateers. i happened upon the first one of the series. i had always wondered on flipping channels why there was a girl muskateer but now i know. also the young king louis has a strong canadian accent. that's weird.
facebook has become a case of flat pop to me.
friday night after work i wanted to watch a movie and i decided that it had been a sufficient period of time since i last saw in her shoes to want to watch it again. elicia was going to bed early but my movie snagged her and soon she was pausing it to make popcorn. i hardly cried this time which shows me the time was not exactly sufficient but close at hand. oh well.
my bum is too often in this chair.
to think that i have a kind of recurring dream. wow.
i had a dream the other day that i had a son. he was a little boy and i loved being with him and playing with him and in the dream i marveled that i loved having a son so much even though it was just me and him--i liked it that way.
i had other dreams this morning but i don't remember them now. you may be grateful.
yesterday i spent the whole day inside this house. those of you who know about my cabin fever episodes can imagine how restless i became. i had no sister to relieve the pressure. i didn't brush my hair and make up ugly and weird hair dos. i read. i read a whole book. the bonesetters daughter by our friend amy tan. i read from around five thirty to two am. i stopped occassionally to wander out into the kitchen and eat some bread and hummus and cheese and to say a few words to elicia. she seemed restless too.
earlier in the day was not so bad. heather came over around 12 and we watched persuasion. that is such a good movie. i knew i liked it but i forgot about how good it was. mary's character was done to perfection. i laughed and laughed at her. jane spread the irony on thick in that book.
it was really after heather left that i had no heart for anything. i felt like i'd been intombed in this apartment for a week and i guess i very nearly have. i watched young blades. it's one of those channel 12 shows. it's about the younger generation muskateers. i happened upon the first one of the series. i had always wondered on flipping channels why there was a girl muskateer but now i know. also the young king louis has a strong canadian accent. that's weird.
facebook has become a case of flat pop to me.
friday night after work i wanted to watch a movie and i decided that it had been a sufficient period of time since i last saw in her shoes to want to watch it again. elicia was going to bed early but my movie snagged her and soon she was pausing it to make popcorn. i hardly cried this time which shows me the time was not exactly sufficient but close at hand. oh well.
my bum is too often in this chair.
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