They helped me cross the park, I may have been a bit overheated and felt like the sentences coming out of my mouth were heavy like lead.
Amanda stayed the night. Outside my building, teenage boys stood by a car pumping music. Men of various ages played dominoes, as they do on many nights. On the way over, Amanda counted the numerous barber shops, all packed at 9pm on a Saturday night.
Last night I had a dream in which I lost my mothers ring. It was made out of a black pearl, carved out, and then this man found it. His first wife had been a circus act, but had passed away. He had two kids. The boy had one large eye in the middle of his face, the girl crawled on all fours in a bridge. Somehow in giving it to me the ring, it was a proposal for marriage, to have a child. And I said I'd think about it, and his kids clung to me, I guess they needed a mother. He was kind and handsome but not very intelligent. Time felt like it was leaving me, I had to decide; if I said no, there was no guarantee there would be someone else, but I didn't know if I would be happy if I said yes. I wanted a child more than a husband. I also went to a ball at Dean's house. It was snowing out, and to get there we had to climb up in our fancy dressed, move some bricks and squeeze through a tiny window into a Gothic looking home.
other recent dreams I remember less distinctly; I was bisexual, but this was exhibited by the fact that I was a witch, and my parents wanted to murder me for it. I tried evading them by drinking champagne and wine with strangers in a fancy hidden cafe. In another one, a mad scientist serial killer was getting away, sometimes the dream would be like an animation rather than real life. The house I lived in was large but not finished, and one of the two walls holding in my room had a broken pipe from which water was leaking everywhere. Walking past human remains with flies buzzing over them was disturbing, even though it was in Miyazaki's style.
movies
- Moonrise Kingdom
- Возвращение (The Return 2003)
- Harold and Maude

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