Thursday, January 12, 2006
Dream Snatches
Just little snatches of longer dreams:
I'm driving with my mother in a car. The road tops a steep hill, and then....nothing.. It drops straight down. I have to use all my POWERS to keep the car from crashing at the bottom. Somehow I am able to bring the car back up to a ledge in the cliff. I swear, Fuck you, at the road, the cliff, whatever.
Stan and Sylvia have this 3-year-old boy that they've given away to someone else, because they can't take care of it properly, because it hasn't spoken in 3 years. I am astonished, and ask them, how could they keep a secret like this from all their friends. Why hadn't they told us? I ask about Alexia. Stan says the boy hasn't spoken because he was thinking things over.
I'm driving with my mother in a car. The road tops a steep hill, and then....nothing.. It drops straight down. I have to use all my POWERS to keep the car from crashing at the bottom. Somehow I am able to bring the car back up to a ledge in the cliff. I swear, Fuck you, at the road, the cliff, whatever.
Stan and Sylvia have this 3-year-old boy that they've given away to someone else, because they can't take care of it properly, because it hasn't spoken in 3 years. I am astonished, and ask them, how could they keep a secret like this from all their friends. Why hadn't they told us? I ask about Alexia. Stan says the boy hasn't spoken because he was thinking things over.
# posted by Zanny @ 5:25 PM 
