Saturday, May 21, 2011

I had just found out that James had a limited amount of time to live.

I wasn't sure what time of year it was, but it wasn't wintertime. Nonetheless, we had decked out the house to celebrate his last Christmas. When putting up the Christmas lights, I found myself to be weightless for a little bit. But I couldn't bring myself to stop crying.


Sunday, March 6, 2011

A puddle of red remains under the wheels of a bus. My mom and brother sitting on our steps, surveying the tragedy is silence."It was that little boy down the street..."

My sobbing bus driver later tells me: "the first thing I said was, 'oh shit...'"

A pile of steaming gray remains: a sprinkler in front, a green jungle gym in back. A family standing on the grass, surveying the tragedy in silence. The mother has a sudden realization:

"That noise... that noise was... was our baby?"

How could you have left him behind?


Friday, January 21, 2011

I'm still having terrifying dreams about going to the beach. The waves are enormous and the undertow threatens to pull everyone into the dark water. But no one seems to notice that anything is wrong. Large decaying buildings litter the dark skyline. There is a 10-foot wall where the undertow ends, and beachgoers nonchalantly climb a single rope ladder to narrowly avoid their peril. I don't remember if I got out.


Wednesday, November 24, 2010


and slides

and roller coasters

and new old houses

or are they old new houses?

lots of roller coasters

lots of them


Saturday, June 19, 2010

I had a kind of funny dream last night again.

I guess my imagination is returning.

I was at this beach-y underwater type place. I'm not sure how to describe it, but it was like a giant underwater playground at the beach. Suddenly, the entire earth seemed to tilt on its side, and we fell to the bottom of the underwater playground... even though we were underwater.

Sorry, it was kind of fuzzy. :/

After that, I went to this party-ish type thing where they were giving out all this odd free food (I seem to have a lot of dreams about free food. Kind of sad, isn't it?). There were things like peanuts and bread with jam. It was all pretty good, though.

In addition, it would be awesome if some of you guys could check out my main blog (HERE); it's where I update most often and just post about random stuff. :]


Saturday, June 12, 2010

My dreams are becoming interesting again. Maybe I jinxed it with that last post. Or maybe I just really needed a good night's sleep.

I'm trying really hard to remember some of it...

I think I was on a spaceship, getting ready to go on an adventure. I accidentally pushed a button, which dramatically opened a secret purple stone passageway lit by torches. I was able to slide down the passageway and into a brightly-lit room filled with hundreds of random things, from plastic dinosaurs to maps and compasses. They were things that I was probably going to need on my journey, so I began to grab as many things as I could. Each time I picked something up, it vanished from my hands in three seconds and into a storage place where I could get them later.

I then later learned that the spaceship was actually in the depths of my bedroom. I was attempting to clean it, when a small opossum scurried out from under my bed. I scooped him up in my arms, not really concerned about what diseases he could be carrying. He was soft and warm, and I could feel his warm, pink tongue on my arm when he licked me.
"You know, you're going to have to let him outside," my mom sighed.
"I know." I opened up my bedroom window and put him outside. He turned and gave me a look before hurrying off to take shelter in a nearby well. (Yes, a well.)


Thursday, June 10, 2010

I'm starting to get annoyed with my dreams.

They used to be extraordinary, exciting, or even creepy. Now, they basically resemble common scenarios that take place in common places, like school.

For example, last night I had a dream that I got in a screaming-match-turned-fistfight with my friend in the school cafeteria. Sure, it's something that probably wouldn't happen in real life, but in a dreamworld where anything is possible I'm a little disappointed that my subconsciousness couldn't come up with something a little more extraordinary.