
ive been having very pretty dreams about things i love. about giant conservatories and the houses of my neighbors in the old neighboorhood, and apples and forests. last night i had a dream about trying hard to step over trash in a big river on the way to school with ronni and some boy i saw in a movie a few nights before. i was wearing this very pretty lavender dress with netting and yarn and layers and taffeta and lace, it was a giant wad of pretty things, and i was in the middle of it. i went to school in this very big old conservatory-esque building, with glass rooftops and giant classrooms with tall ceilings and there were pterodactyls flying everywhere. the classrooms were dark, and i ate my lunch by myself. i left class and it rained. i ran off into the awnings of a deserted old house where ronni and i got into a fight about our friends being gay or not. my dad woke me up with a call, asking me to mail something to him at work. even the way i wake up is different, i wake up slowly and go in and out of consiousness, when i used to wake up and right after be in the kitchen, eating my breaky. ive become dependent on midnight snacks to fall asleep, which ive never done before. i suppose it makes sense because the food network is one of the only programs i like watching before bed.
i want a friend to be with on days like these. they dont even have to be friends i talk to on sunny days, days just like these are alright by me.

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