five thousand shades of blue
Monday, January 22, 2001
Yesterday was much like Saturday. I'm tired and feel like I've taken a 6 hour advanced yoga class, from the stretching and contorting I had to do to reach the weird spaces that I touched up with paint. I unfortunately had a terrible time falling asleep last night, whether from an overactive stress-meter or from rich chocolate cake with chocolate-espresso mousse for frosting. Then when I did fall asleep, it was turbulent and marred with strange dreams. I kept waking up thinking I had overslept. I remember dreaming about trying to get home from a strange place after ending up on this old woman's house. It felt in the dream like I'd been dropped off there by mistake after ... I don't know, an alien abduction? ... and suddenly, there we were, in the middle of this strange house, trying to figure out where we were, and trying to avoid the occupant of the house, because I didn't want her to think we were there to rob the place. We did run into her, and I had to stare into her eyes and say, "Look closely -- you'll see I'm not stoned or anything. Please, just tell me: where are we?" She did believe us and told us we were somewhere in Colorado. Then we magically acquired a huge white car with Idaho plates to drive back home, and strangely, I-5 had developed a new bend in it to accomodate our much-needed route home.
What I really need is a night on the couch doing NOTHING and about 10 hours sleep. I will probably skip going to the spa today, though CRAP... I just remembered, I forgot to pay my bill on Friday...
damndamndamn
is
this just not enough…?
