Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

carry you in the background

Sleep really does work wonders for my mood. The detached feeling from yesterday was gone when I woke late this afternoon. Its strange that even though the days are slowly getting longer in terms of sunlight, I want to sleep more. One would think that I would want to take advantage of the sun, but I don't. Maybe I am just tired, because it has been a long week for me.

It was a dream filled sleep, but I can only remember part of one about Tracy. It has been a long time since I last thought about her. For most of the dream I had a vague understanding that I was dreaming. One major clue that it was a dream was that she was exactly the same as I knew her years ago. There wasn't any mention of her being married again or of having another child. It was as though no time at all had passed. She was frozen in time, but I had changed.

My second clue that it was a dream was that we were at some kind of carnival or state fair which we never did when we were together. There wasn't much talking in the dream we simply walked until we got back to what must have been our tent. From that point on it became a sex dream.

The month is almost over and this one was certainly a contrast to what I was doing last January. A year ago it was all about being with someone new and trying to be part of a couple. Now I am more concerned about my career and travel. I'm not sure which one I prefer.

 
audio input at the moment: Up, Up, Up, Up, Up, Up - Ani DiFranco
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