instinct for sun nourishment - we go to the ends of the earth for it
Sleep deprivation. That is true torture and I can't even fathom what you must be going through and though I'm certain its no consolation, while I wasn't being seep deprived, I was having the worst fucking dream....I dreamed that I was - I think - on some type of vacation....Linda and Myriam were both there, I felt they were off doing "things" to "get ready" and one of my students and her husband - who was this guy I just saw on a movie - were there and I was late getting ready for us to all go out on our final night there or something and I had to be ready at a certain time and I hadn't taken a shower yet - which is really sucky for someone like me - so that probably doesn't sound like a big deal but it is....and in my dream it was.....and so I was helping my student put these earrings back onto this rack on the dining room table and they were categorized by like "bulky" "dainty" and shit like that....and I couldn't get them into the right little holes and they kept falling off or I'd put them into the openings that already had earrings in them and they'd get tangled and then Christy - that's my student....was showing me that I'd confused some of the "bulky" with the "dainty" - meanwhile time is marching on and then..- OH did I mention that as time was marching on, it was getting darker in the room, which was not only stressing me out because it represented the time but also because I couldn't SEE those Fucking little holes goddammit! So I asked Christy if we could turn on a light and she said she was going - she was showered and ready to go, by the way - to have a "Snicker" (which in my dream, I understood as a drink) with her husband....which I also understood to mean that the lights were staying dim for mood... so finally I get too worked up and some dainty earrings fall on the ground and I just kind of gather all the remaining and put them in a little pile....and try to go and get ready with what little time I have left.....the next thing you know, I have to go poop and its the next day on the farm - Linda's parents live on a farm....and so I have to go number 2 and don't you know the only toilet is the outside one in the middle of a small meadow. Yeah, so I go and sit on the potty to do my number and it all seems very quiet and nice and the sun is shining on my little pea brain and no body is around....I finish my business and am just about to get up when Linda's family start to come out strolling from every possible direction....just as innocently as could be....towards ME!!!!!!! I try to cover the potty and me with a sweatshirt that was on my lap and as I do so, I kind of fall in and ...(I'm finding it difficult to continue writing!!! aaaahhhh!!!) my bum hits the bottom of the pot so now I'm kind of like a cartoon character with my legs and arms sticking out and the rest of my torso deep in porcelain...can you fucking believe this??? If you think it can't get worse, it does. Jimmy has his camera with a lens on it that is about a foot long....and begins to photograph me on the potty.
I try to give him a decent shot....but then it's getting so fucked up, I just force myself AWAKE.
Fuck that.
good morning.
i love you both
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