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Throat still hurts. But at least it doesn't seem to have gotten any worse. The sun is actually out today, which is quite special. *basks desperately to store up vitamin D against the coming SAD*
2008-09-30
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it's a good thing i don't believe in dream interpretation
I've been wanting to write the past week, but I can't tear myself away from the comfort of compulsively reading (if you can gulp down a book - or fanfiction when run out of appropriate books - then that's what I do, when trying to ease stress and anxiety, and I've taken a week so far to recover from that awful Project TPMtFO). I have a short stack of used sf books that I keep starting and discarding because they aren't what I'm in the mood for, and reading fanfiction instead. I keep thinking about what I would write, but I'm still thirsty for more reading, so I mostly think about writing in the spaces in between, when I'm away from the computer or reloading my friendspage.
I had some kind of dream about going on a walk in my hometown with my parents and cousins and some old Japanese exchange students and faint acquaintances and singing Prince of Tennis songs together, and buying dollhouse furniture from an evil dollhouse furniture mall where they tried to poison us (what's with the evil dollhouses?), and then in my dream I woke up in my favourite aunt and uncle's house, only with no memory of the place where I was (or how I got there) because it isn't their house in reality, and I wandered around for a long time trying to figure it out and then my old girl scout troop leader came in and gave me a glass of juice and then I went out on the landing and saw the photos of my favourite cousins and aunt and uncle and of course my parents all over the wall, and suddenly remembered that my favourite aunt and uncle had moved to this house years ago and I couldn't believe I had forgotten. Also there was a secret, curtained gateway that went right out into a grassy sward ringed with trees and ferns. This is often the case in my dreams, that any setting blends seamlessly into the Recurring Dream Setting which is a deciduous forested stretch of land leading down to a steep riverbank leading down to layered sediment cliffs and water.
I had some kind of dream about going on a walk in my hometown with my parents and cousins and some old Japanese exchange students and faint acquaintances and singing Prince of Tennis songs together, and buying dollhouse furniture from an evil dollhouse furniture mall where they tried to poison us (what's with the evil dollhouses?), and then in my dream I woke up in my favourite aunt and uncle's house, only with no memory of the place where I was (or how I got there) because it isn't their house in reality, and I wandered around for a long time trying to figure it out and then my old girl scout troop leader came in and gave me a glass of juice and then I went out on the landing and saw the photos of my favourite cousins and aunt and uncle and of course my parents all over the wall, and suddenly remembered that my favourite aunt and uncle had moved to this house years ago and I couldn't believe I had forgotten. Also there was a secret, curtained gateway that went right out into a grassy sward ringed with trees and ferns. This is often the case in my dreams, that any setting blends seamlessly into the Recurring Dream Setting which is a deciduous forested stretch of land leading down to a steep riverbank leading down to layered sediment cliffs and water.