Delirium

Product win!


Sometimes it's a curse to have to read lips. More often than not I lose my appetite when a waiter/waitress has bad dental hygiene. And today, it was quite fun to watch a lady talk to me while her false teeth are slowly falling down. It made it worse that she hardly knew English so I really had to look at her to figure out what she was saying. Take care of your mouth!

I wish I could stop anywhere on the freeway and just take photographs. There are some of the best views there. Last night the post full moon was shining rather brilliantly and four airplanes were coming into the airport. Thus there were four bright white lights in a line under the moon. It was surreal.

I have finally accepted the fact that I always date guys very close to my height [I usually wish for them to be taller]. I realized a very strong advantage: crotchal to crotchal interaction when standing. No one has to duck down. Win!

To dream that you have a splinter, suggests that you are letting petty and trivial things upset you. As a result, you are hindering your own progress. Try not to take other's opinions and remarks personally.
The prickly spines of the cactus represents your wish to establish a boundary of your personal space and privacy. You need to defend yourself in some way. Alternatively, the dream implies that you have found yourself in a sticky situation. Perhaps you need to adapt to your existing circumstances instead of trying to change them.
Last night I started to get sick; a cold. Just when I was confident I could start sleeping again; fail. I think I got an hour of sleep this morning. In my delirious-sick-laden-sleep-deprived-half-awake mind, sex and art floated about. I looked at so much art last night that I literally imagined my thoughts as art floating shapes, lines, and colors. Even my legs in between my sheets were imagined as layers of art. This is exactly one of the reasons I tell people I don't need drugs. Which is pretty funny considering I was writing my paper about psychedelic art and how much I appreciate it although I don't take psychedelics. I can't quite begin to coherently describe how the art was in my mind, but had I not been so irritated with the fact that I couldn't breathe nor sleep, it would of been really cool. I just hope it doesn't go like that tonight. Oh sweet God Hypnos, take me.