(Reposted after edits and encouragment from a friend. An experiment in dream journalling.)
I had a dream that I was not myself. I was you but you were you as well. I was just an intruder in your mind, as I frequently was even in waking life, always paying you far too little for your thoughts. [...]
Archive for October, 2008
Somewhere a Clock is Ticking
Posted in almost fiction, dream journal, prose painting, writing excercises on October 12, 2008 | 2 Comments »
In the Emerald City
Posted in family, visual stimulation on October 9, 2008 | 1 Comment »
In my Theatre class of all places we discussed the definition of “home” the other day. We came to an agreement that a feeling of “home,” of “alrightness,” (thank you Marcus Zusak) often comes from human connection. More generally from relationships. We never talked about relationship with place, which, I am discovering is an [...]



