A round of fairly
lucid dreams last night. No major plots, but very vivid realities, instead. Maybe I can only have so much of each at once.
- It's a smack derivative: Taking smack with some friends. Normally, I wouldn't do that kind of thing. This was odd, though. It wasn't heroin. I'm not sure what it was, exactly, because nobody really knew what drug we were taking. It was moody, and somewhat pleasant. Well, I do drugs with friends. Logical extention. It may have been a reflection of my recent decision to back off on drug use. It's a funny decision, of course, because I'm so far from an abuser in every regard.
- Flying turtles: Oh, sure, it sounds neat. Turtles can fly, fish can sing, and rabbits really do lay eggs. But, I ask you, what do you do when a flying turtle hits your windshield as you barrel down the freeway doing 90 mph?