"awh.. i love blueblurries"
" : ( my blublurries exploded"
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Slow News Day
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Heiluemes
For the last few days, i've been having dreams where at some point in time, i am asked to write, read, or spell something. i think this is part of my brain challenging me to be able do things like this in dreams. remembering from a bat man episode from my childhood of amazing cartoon shows, Bruce realizes he must be in a dream world when he tries to just sit down and read something, but the words are terribly scrambled. likewise, i almost always know i'm dreaming, so when i was supposed to spell "heliums" (..i'm supposing the plural of helium) it become obvious that i couldn't spell it no matter how hard i tried. i also found out that if i were to look at the words closely,they would be close, or having some recognizable letters in them, but were alltogether not real words. but when looked at from afar, i could understand exactly what the words read. many times before have i read things in dreams, but this was the first time i noticed i wasn't really reading anything. it was just an immediate understanding that this is was the book/letter/writing says.
apparently, my next step is flip the lighs on and off.
apparently, my next step is flip the lighs on and off.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Waking up at 11:30
wow.. it has been a long time. soccer camps have come and gone, a week of nothing has been put back into it's cubby for later, flowers are back, too hot days are getting more perfect, the skies have been in battle, and awesomeness has returned, and planned.
the below is video that has come to mean quite alot to me and if nothing else, act as a great reminder.
the below is video that has come to mean quite alot to me and if nothing else, act as a great reminder.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Monday, July 2, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Friday, June 1, 2007
Trails and Dandelions
There is something about how the little seeds fly away that reminds me of something.. something important but i can't put my finger on it.
Lately it's been pretty 'blah' out. and muggy. but it still reminded me about traveling down foggy paths, which are like conversations, or awkward situations, or life in general.
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