August 2011 Archives

Me: You gotta see this picture from Vancouver. It’s not right. The light is weird. Mom: Yeah... it’s like the sun is too high for it to be that dim. Me: That’s it. It’s that weird northern light. This was taken at 6pm but it just doesn’t look right to me. It looks sort of apocalyptic. Mom: ... What? Me: I had a dream that looked like this. It was a beach and the light was weird, just like this. It had red and white striped umbrellas. It was at the edge of the world. I knew if I walked to the water, I would fall off the world. Mom: ... ? Me: Because it was at the very top ... more

I’ve decided to add a category to this blog called “dreams.” I have them once in a while. Not as often or as vividly as I used to, thanks to a certain furry alarm clock who likes to comb my scalp with her claws at random intervals during the night, but every once in a while, one sneaks through. While I was in Vancouver last week without said alarm clock, in a very comfy bed at the Marriott, one snuck through. It was last Saturday morning, my last day in the city. I still can’t get it out of my head.I’m not going to write about the most personal ones or the dreams that aren’t either beautiful or meaningful in ... more