I've been up having had this dream about everything that I am going to write about to KFR -- maybe I'll be able to get the last of my z's after getting it down. It was about death along with everything. That's nice about the subconcious. So much more imaginitive than the conscious which is a pretty dull consciousness comparatively when it comes down to it... e.g. "How am i? Good. I mean -did I tell you about this good thing? I really am good, but also some bad things happen -- did i ell you about this bad thing --- not tat I can't handle it because of course i can. In fact here is my plan about that... oh yes,. yes and I had a different dissapointemnt, did i mention? Also, I have some anxiety but i have a gameplan for how to address the anxiety blah dee blah dee blah blah blah blah blah blah."
Back from a week with Grammy and Steph. That was nice. We ate and ate and ate and ate. Grammys on prednisone andI stopped smoking for the week so it was really pretty impressive.
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Well, that's all well and good, but now that you're home I hope you start smoking again. You know I'm serious.
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