|12:37 pm - real bridges don't burn|
people have been talking about dreams lately. apparently most folks have fairly pedestrian dreams, and my nighttime wackjob adventures are a glorious strange thing. a few nights ago i was a 10-yr-old orphaned elephant-headed boy trapped underground in a nintendo game, fighting an evil empire of slavers. this is the sort of thing i usually get.
but last night i had a total wish fulfillment dream, and it was beautiful, and when i woke up and it wasn't true i felt cut open. heather says she has dreams like that every night; i can't imagine.
np: mountain goats - no children