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raybearI had this dream last night, a big epic one with lots of various guest-stars and episodes and whatnot, but the part that is tripping me out most is how there was a stage show and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
swimrgirl5000 was doing an act and asked me to be in it, and I'm like, what do I wear? And she looks at me in my hoodie and plaid pajama pants and smirks and says, actually, what you have on will be perfect. And I said, oh, okay, but what am I doing? And she said, here's your cue, come on stage, move around -- just improv it, you'll figure it out. And I did and it was weird and fun and mostly I just circled around in the back for one part of the song.
This is so extremely similar to a dream I had last week with Jyldo, where I was "improv-ing" a piece with her at a Links Hall type place. The dream ended right when I got my outfit on and they introduced us and we went running onto the stage, and there were hundreds of people watching us and I wasn't nervous at all. I wasn't anxious in my dream last night either. In both cases, I was slightly confused, but confident and plunging in headfirst and feeling good about it.
Today I'm thinking about what the repetition of themes and dialogue mean. My subconscious has been giving me such intense dreams lately, and I totally dig it. Even when they are sometimes hard to go through, like the one about my family. I think these improv dreams are about my writing. My nanowrimo plan isn't necessarily barreling through how I imagined, but then again I also didn't imagine a lumbar injury that would occupy a lot of my time and energy with doctor's appointments as well as the need to get up and move around every 15 minutes. I'm chugging along with writing, I'm still on course to finish this thing by the end of the year, and I even have one whole week before I leave for LA and a lot can get written in a week, if I sit down and do it, and lately I have, been sitting down and doing it. I'm still trying to figure out the ending, this last third is really muddled, I can't see it all, but I keep writing things anyway. I think the dreams are about that. Just improv it! Just get in there and do it. Ok.
I'm even enjoying it in a way, its keeping me feel balanced, being in the novel everyday. I think its supremely helpful to my mental health to have an alternate universe I can go to. I'm like a kid who needs to hide in his treehouse, so that I can face the world of adults too. I suppose that is often what movies and tv and video games provide too, but those are all relatively passive, so its good to balance it with something active.
I've often kept the beast locked up. Turns out, all this time, I should have been feeding it.
In Other NewsTM, I think I accidentally shoplifted from Target last night. I was in the cologne section and just allowing myself to look and smell, not going to buy, but sometimes I need to just indulge a little, and there was a sample vial, but it was packaged in a card you could hang onthe rack, and it was on the bottom of the rack, by itself, and I'm like, hmm, free sample, the last one, I pick it up and put it in my jacket pocket. Tonight I found it and opened it and realized, this was maybe not supposed to be free? Its unclear. The little vial only 0.05 oz, but it actuall have a mini-atomizer on it! So I can spritz it! That's what made me think it was supposed to be a sample you buy, not one they hand out. Oops. I don't know.
Um, did I mention what cologne it was? David Beckham's Instinct. Um, yeah. Its not bad actually, just very traditional "men's cologne" smelling.
swimrgirl5000 was doing an act and asked me to be in it, and I'm like, what do I wear? And she looks at me in my hoodie and plaid pajama pants and smirks and says, actually, what you have on will be perfect. And I said, oh, okay, but what am I doing? And she said, here's your cue, come on stage, move around -- just improv it, you'll figure it out. And I did and it was weird and fun and mostly I just circled around in the back for one part of the song.This is so extremely similar to a dream I had last week with Jyldo, where I was "improv-ing" a piece with her at a Links Hall type place. The dream ended right when I got my outfit on and they introduced us and we went running onto the stage, and there were hundreds of people watching us and I wasn't nervous at all. I wasn't anxious in my dream last night either. In both cases, I was slightly confused, but confident and plunging in headfirst and feeling good about it.
Today I'm thinking about what the repetition of themes and dialogue mean. My subconscious has been giving me such intense dreams lately, and I totally dig it. Even when they are sometimes hard to go through, like the one about my family. I think these improv dreams are about my writing. My nanowrimo plan isn't necessarily barreling through how I imagined, but then again I also didn't imagine a lumbar injury that would occupy a lot of my time and energy with doctor's appointments as well as the need to get up and move around every 15 minutes. I'm chugging along with writing, I'm still on course to finish this thing by the end of the year, and I even have one whole week before I leave for LA and a lot can get written in a week, if I sit down and do it, and lately I have, been sitting down and doing it. I'm still trying to figure out the ending, this last third is really muddled, I can't see it all, but I keep writing things anyway. I think the dreams are about that. Just improv it! Just get in there and do it. Ok.
I'm even enjoying it in a way, its keeping me feel balanced, being in the novel everyday. I think its supremely helpful to my mental health to have an alternate universe I can go to. I'm like a kid who needs to hide in his treehouse, so that I can face the world of adults too. I suppose that is often what movies and tv and video games provide too, but those are all relatively passive, so its good to balance it with something active.
I've often kept the beast locked up. Turns out, all this time, I should have been feeding it.
In Other NewsTM, I think I accidentally shoplifted from Target last night. I was in the cologne section and just allowing myself to look and smell, not going to buy, but sometimes I need to just indulge a little, and there was a sample vial, but it was packaged in a card you could hang onthe rack, and it was on the bottom of the rack, by itself, and I'm like, hmm, free sample, the last one, I pick it up and put it in my jacket pocket. Tonight I found it and opened it and realized, this was maybe not supposed to be free? Its unclear. The little vial only 0.05 oz, but it actuall have a mini-atomizer on it! So I can spritz it! That's what made me think it was supposed to be a sample you buy, not one they hand out. Oops. I don't know.
Um, did I mention what cologne it was? David Beckham's Instinct. Um, yeah. Its not bad actually, just very traditional "men's cologne" smelling.
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Date: 2007-11-13 10:41 am (UTC)and, that is hilarious that you "accidentally" shoplifted david beckham's cologne!
Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 12:55 pm (UTC)Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 01:09 pm (UTC)The Beckham scent was super strong for the first 5 minutes, but a few hours later, I couldn't smell it all. However, this morning, I just smelled my wrist and it smells like baby powder. Strange.
Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 06:26 pm (UTC)huh. sort of like his u.s. soccer career.
Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 07:36 pm (UTC)Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 06:46 pm (UTC)The packaging is fantastically ugly. Sooooooo ugly.
Also, you should come to my house because I have a couple of fragrances that I never wear and that I remember you liking and that maybe you should have. This is, of course, unrelated to my desire to justify buying the comme des garcons sequoia scent that smells like a gigantic cedar closet that I've wanted for a looooong time.
The Beckham scent faded because it was cheap. Low oil content=fast fading. Some of those scents are more persistent because the smells are consistent--I used to know the name of that baby-powder smelling chemical, but it doesn't come to mind at the moment.
Oh man, did you ever know about exclamation perfume--holy shit, that stuff was the female gendered version of Drakkar Noir. All petroleum and nose irritation. Ack! Smell of 8th grade!
Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 07:41 pm (UTC)you still haven't bought that sequoia scent?!? you've been coveting it for at least over a year. do it.
and i will gladly take any scents you have and don't want. between you and my friend anji, i have become a full blown polyamourous scent applier. i switch, i combine, i put it on for occasions and nonoccasions alike. i am however trying to reign in my tendency to blow lots of income on it. so mini-vials and trades are good. i have demeter "dirt", "grass" and "laundromat" you can have/try.
Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-13 08:25 pm (UTC)Dirt! Ack! I wore that in 1997! I super duper loved it, but now it reminds me of that age of me. Grass, too. And, tomato. And, my gf wore ylang ylang--I've only recently been able to smell that one again.
Have you seen this? http://www.cbihateperfume.com/
This is why I haven't bought the Sequoia, because maybe I want one of those.
I don't knooooooooooow! And I'm afraid I'll take them all. As you know, this is my problem.
I'm thinking you should have the rhubarb one, and maybe a tea one that I have. Some others. You can checkem out next week.
Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-14 02:29 pm (UTC)Re: Commitment.
Date: 2007-11-14 02:37 pm (UTC)