there's an episode of family guy where they go to all sorts of different dimensions (i love the pun of the disney dimension where a song about pie is interrupted by the discovery of a jew in the room) but the only dimension us normal people are allowed to visit is the dream dimension. i love dreams. didn't before, since i had horrible nightmares. nightmares that were scary for real, nowadays they're more scary/funny. sometimes i dream a bit tragic dreams as well, and sometimes quite psychadelic, i guess you could say in dream dimension i take my bipolarity to the extreme.
just a few nights ago i dreamt that mia told me she was sick of me, sick of london, sick of life, and decided to go back and find her roots (basically digging up the old horned helmet and drinking mead from a bone cup). i often dream i'm falling, or that i jump, or that i push someone over the edge. if i knew anything about dream interpretation i'd probably be worried about that. once i dreamt i had sex with peter doherty on upper deck of a boat. that was a good dream. last night i dreamt that somebody loved me. no, i didn't, but i listened to it a couple of times.
absolutely random and meaningless i am. gonna go smoke on the balcony now.
- jessica
- "Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone elses opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."
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