This week has felt like a very, very long journey. Looking back over it from where I am now (wrapped in a blanket and surrounded by paint, envelopes, scissors and paper) nothing much has happened apart from being knocked out by a virus. On Sunday night I was staring at my hand in bed, watching it as I hallucinated. My hand was suddenly the size of ( Read more... )

So, like, I came on here and turned off MSN before it signed me in so people won't lure with with how awesome they are (I hope you know I mean you, eh :) ) and tried to write something for my course work. This is what came out instead ( Read more... )

As she dipped down into the cave a meliflorous wind wispered through the sassafras outside. The stars of the cosmos that night dappled the ancient ocean with creamy light and the dark waters softly lulled and heaved its magnificent secrets to the sky.
She paused and walked spelunkingly to see it with her own eyes...

I feel so much better today; the sun is shining and the world felt so warm and cozy in the garden. I lay on the grass, balmy sun slowly melting down from the sky like rich golden mollasses onto my bare skin and bare feet. I rolled over, taking in the green grass with my eyes and the soft mellifluous scents and sounds around me ( Read more... )

I dreamed about my Nan for the first time last night since she died. The dream went on for a long time; I was at her house, sometimes walking along the bright streets where she lived, warm yellow sunlight bathing everything around me. It was confusing because in the dream I'd spend time with her doing normal things, but I'd leave the room or go ( Read more... )

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I had a dream last night where I lived in a big house with many bedrooms. Moulder from the X-Files was there asking me these questions about the rooms, and I said I was waiting for someone to come and stay in them but I didn’t know where they were at the moment but I was sure they'd arrive because this wouldn't be home if it wasn't their home too. ( Read more... )

I'm so exhausted, but I think I've fallen in love with plants ( Read more... )

I keep feeling intermittently anxious, my eye on Wednesday (my birthday) and my mind on a certian person (hehe, funny image in my mind there of a random person saying, "I'm really certain about this!"). I'm not sure what to do about my birthday, and I'm not even sure what the day is about anyway. It basically means I'll be 7 300 days old, and put ( Read more... )

I'm not sure whether to ignore my birthday or not. There's six days until I'm twenty, which is quite weird for a number of reasons. Yeah, there's that old thing about "I always thought I'd be much better by twenty" but I suppose I've been thinking that every year since my 16th birthday. I wonder what healthy people make of birthdays? I deffinetly ( Read more... )