i read the last five entries of nobby's, and as usual i laughed out loud probably at him not wanting to taste Dana's leg for maggots and the 200 kmh, and he wants to join the army! quick get him back to 4zzz! he's been away too long
oh yeah, who is Louis? and what did Matt tell you? presumably he has a crush on you or something like that?
My Broken Dream
I brought my broken dream into town today. It is still limping, and i kept forgetting. I took it to the Mender of Broken Dreams to see if it could be fixed. She said that all broken dreams can be fixed but then will never be the same way again. They become more fragile.
Please look after my broken dream, it is very special to me.
She reached inside me and took out my broken heart which houses the broken dream. She places it on a cloth of gold and lays it under the Tree. She says, lie down here with the Tree and me and sing to your broken dream all night long.
In the morning when my heart was gone and I had fallen asleep the Mender said my Dream was back inside me and that I would notice the difference when I got home. And when I got home I sat down to write a story about what happened on my trip home, on my way back from Antarctica.
wrote this story today while i was sitting under the willow trees at the lagoon, it was cold, but not too cold, the wind blowing and the willow hangs down and blows like hair. and all the leaves are turning yellow, i snuck in the backway hoping no one would see me, because if i see someone i know inevitably i will have to explain to them why i haven't been to college, i have missed three weeks of classes, and an assignment date, and there is a test next week.
and i have fallen out of the appointment loop, my life revolves around appointments. appts with doctor, consultant, lectures, lecturers, and now i feel tired just thinking about it, and then i get stuck just thinking about it. ...
and there is only like two or three weeks left, and i feel i'll be pushing myself even if i just did painting, maybe i should just do geology, and drop the other 3 subjects.
do you realise i haven't done any animating all semester? i have already moved on and neglected my child.
the last time i rang the caravan park they said all their caravans were booked for the Queen's Birthday weekend. so i can't move in till after that. the week after that is the final week of classes, and that weekend after is when Amber has a birthday party in Melbourne, and i want to go, and i don't know if i can deal with all this stuff happening all in the same week.
i haven't been to the Folk Club since last week, or the depression support group, which is hopefully on tonight,
and i bought these new earfones today, and they zap me, i'm sure it isn't good for me
i wonder if all my dreams are broken, or do i just have one with lots of fronds, and the old fronds die and fall off and new ones grow
all those places in your writing where you say i wish i could sit and write and write and wanting to know everything there is to know about grant, i get like that too, when i am walking around doing stuff, i think of food i would like to eat, smells i would like to smell, things i would write, like i could write all day, and then when i get to the medium, i scratch my head.
there are cool orange pens in the library, they smell like orange, and i shall get you one.
do you ever feel like it just takes too long to get ready to go and do stuff for the day? hm maybe that is the same as not having enough time in the day, but i believe that i have enough time in the day, but sometimes i try to do too many things
now i shally go forth into the night and see who i can see, and eat what i can eat
i am up to seclusion and erosion