Dream Log: April 20, 2001 (idea)
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Fri Apr 20 2001 at 17:57:35
~Eleven years of cleaning
she still was never satisfied
and stood there between Dad and I. Too late he was leaving for days, once again my time with him had been
squandered away by the wild yellow cycle
of pleasing her.
~Running late for Monday morning class, Travis stopped me in the hallway to show me the green construction paper book with picture languages. In black marker was a note written to
his best friend by drawing
fingers and toes. Tossing it in the garbage he returned to his locker inside the janitors closet. I slipped the retrieved note into my desk planning to get it to his friend by the end of the day. The class was restless
to each others
I've come to bury my plans, not to garden them
came from under her breath.
. I decided to take them down to the beach. I walked along the pink flagstone covered beach while the class dissipated.
Get a job and
that's just the way it is
Raw and damp wind whipped the dress tightly around my legs while shivery motes of sand bit into the back of my calves and eyes riveted on the hospital buildings knowing it was time to go back.
I like it!
Dream Log: April 19, 2001
Scene from the movie I'll never write
Dream Log: April 21, 2001
Ordering a pizza over the Internet
Safe in the Lap of the Gods
Dream Log: April 18, 2001
Dream Log: March 20, 2001
a distant reflection
The Golden Age of the English Peasant
What can you do with 6.5 million SUV tires?
Catharsis, or Living for the Cool
Guessing the worth of something
Cuban Missile Crisis
mirror on the mountain
But can a robot love.
Pascal's Wager vs. the Soul Mate
Captain Raptor and the Moon Mystery
Smek for President!
how witches begin and end the day
black on white
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