Weird Dreams

I just had the weirdest dream......

My father and I were at a mall that I've frequented many times in my dreams before. He bought a wig at a shop in the center of the aisle and cut all the hair short....then preceded to walk around the mall asking people to donate hair for his wig. Meanwhile I stayed back by this aisle shop on a bench where a bunch of people were convening. All of a sudden this lady next to me squatting by the bench goes into labor. Her contraction is so powerful that she gets knocked off balance and rolls over onto her backside. I offer a hand to get back up to her squatting position and a doctor comes over to assist. I'm still holding her hand and every time she has a contraction she squeezes it. i remember thinking that this is strange that a complete stranger finds comfort in me holding her hand. Then my alarm went off and I woke up.

Weird, huh?

Two Days!

I am moving to RI in just two days! A couple of weekends ago Mom and I went up to find me an apartment. And we found one that is absolutely perfect and beautiful! Yay! Anyway, Saturday is the big day. I've already gotten electricity turned on, internet capabilities paid for (hopefully it won't be hard to set up) and everything's packed for the most part! I'll have to post pictures once I get settled in.

Peace out girl scouts!

Moving.....again

So, I'm super excited, terrified, overwhelmed, happy, ecstatic, nervous, and just about everything else all rolled into one right now. I got the job at Trinity Rep, which seems as if it'll be exactly the same thing I did at Barter, but less hours and less stress....sounds like a fabulous mix to me. Anywhos, I start in early August and have to find a place to live. Unfortunately the company doesn't provide it. Yeah, so I'm a little unsure of where to start. Well, one of the other electricians volunteered to help point me in the right direction and he told me where to definitely not live. I like him already because that's something that was really worrying me. And I started looking on Craigslist...unfortunately, most of the stuff on there probably won't even be available in July, and so I wonder if I'm not wasting my time, or if I should continue searching anyway? Arg.

Songs

Both of these were posted on friends facebook walls and I though I'd hold onto the link while also not clogging up my bookmarks. So here they are.



Timothy Seth Avett as Darling — About Love from Ramseur Records on Vimeo.

Wow, it's been over a month since I last posted. Sorry guys! Anywhos, I am stealing this MeMe thing from one of the blogs I follow. She posted it probably a couple of months ago now, and it took me a while to fill out, so here goes.


IF I WERE A:

Month - October
Day - Wednesday
Time of Day - 2 pm
Font - Cyprus
Planet - Pluto
Direction (NSEW) - NW
Piece of Furniture - Coffee Table
Liquid - Gasoline
Gemstone - Opal
Tree - Willow
Element - Earth
Tool - Wrench
Flower - Daisy
Element of Weather - Wind
Musical Instrument - Saxophone
Color - Blue
Emotion - Joy
Fruit - Star Fruit
Sound - Grasshoppers Chirping
Car - Mustang
Food - Pasta
Place - Meadow
Material - Cotton
Taste - Sweet and Tangy
Scent - Vanilla
Body Part - hand
Song - "Like a Virgin" Madonna
Bird - Bluebird
Gift - Painting
City - Seattle
Door, I'd open to - A Garden
Pair of Shoes - Flip Flops

My beautiful kitty, Sahara

Left foot, right.

My friend Daniel posted this in his facebook page, he wrote it.

Left foot, right.

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Today at 3:02pm

I think I'm driven to walk by desperation. There's an unseen force haunting my every footfall, riding my calves, and racing up and down my tendons. Every step does not merely precede the next, but forces a building momentum that continually crescendos to an unsustainable peak.

I would run if I could. On my best of days, I can manage a short sprint - pacing myself against the inevitable consequences of exertion, I push myself to an exhilarating high before my limbs declare defeat and bring my head down from the sky.

Some days, I throw all caution to the wind. I conquer a mountain peak, chosen purely by whimsy, and chase myself to the top. There, I savor the wild and heady rush coursing through the air, infecting my body and soul. Then, I throw myself headlong down the path, racing with abandon to an unknown goal. There is a certain high, an adrenaline we seek, derived from taking your life in your hands and hurtling down the mountainside. Racing through pine groves, leaping from boulder to boulder, and gaining stride on even paths, I pick up speed. The world is shut out, all cares are gone. The stakes are unbearably high, but satisfyingly single-minded: left foot, right. Don't miss or you die.

When I was young, my father told me stories from his father. The old, wise sage taught us both about the steps we take in life, and what will follow. Yet, no one could prepare me for the steps I did not, and cannot take.

I walk from desperation, I think, each step mirroring the finite pulses of my heart - a ticking time-bomb counting the beats until the footfalls stop.

~Daniel Thompson


How absolutely true and breaktaking. Well put my friend, well put.