Life is a dream; one cannot die in one's dream; one's suffering is real even in a dream.

[raybear]

I took a nap in the morning but was awakened by a phonecall from work. I ran an errand or two after eating lunch, then came home to put together the skeleton of my story, which I guess wore me out completely, as I just awoke from a 3 hour nap on the couch. In my dream was a visit from my friend in the new york office, a ride on the subway train, and an interaction with Lowenstein coming home from work while I was on the couch (a quasi-lucid dream). At first I woke up sad that it didn't happen in real-life, but then I just relished how real the interaction felt.

I also woke up with a concrete writing plan for the next day and a half. I've been doing that a lot lately -- my first thoughts as I come to the waking world bring such clarity in planning and inspiration. At least with the more minor problems plaguing me. I'm hoping my dreams start bringing me those bigger solutions. I was hoping to mail my school packet tomorrow, but it will just have to happen on Thursday morning. I still have to make major changes to two stories and write my annotation, and those things just won't happen tonight or during the day tomorrow. Or rather, they will happen, but they won't be completed, no matter how much wellness formula I take.

I had other random things from my day to write about, but all I can remember in my haze is watching the afternoon news and I caught the end of some story about police capturing suspects for some CTA crimes, and the reporter said the total stolen in this "crime spree" was a cell phone, a video game, and $20. That's a crime spree?! Geez, the standards have dropped. That sounds more like an average mugging, not a "spree".

Oh, and it's possible I broke or sprained a toe last night. It's definitely swollen and tender, but I'm not limping. I think I'll choose the ignore-and-let-it-heal-crooked-on-its-own option.

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[thebrownhornet.livejournal.com]

I've also had morning aspirations and focus, but by afternoon I feel scattered. Then at night I feel hyper for the next day. I am getting things done, so I think my to-do list is too long and it's making me think that nothing's getting done.

Also, you've got a foot injury twin - Quincy twisted her ankle pretty bad last night. Luckily, because of the letters behind her name, she was able to take care of her own isht.