That Was Then, This is Then
Lately my dreams have mostly been revolving about my past. Sitting in the backyard of my childhood, as an adult, with family.
Conversations with my mother about mundane things like, “Have you called your sister?”
“I will, Mom, I promise.”
Banal banter until I realize that she’s, in fact, dead; and we shouldn’t be having this conversation in [...]
What Am I To Be?
This is not who I thought I’d become. I really didn’t. Does any of our plans, when we were playing on the school grounds, ever come true?
I should be taller.
More hair.
Richer.
I have my dream house in the Hollywood Hills already planned out. Throwing my head back in witty banter with Angelina Jolie whilst we soak [...]
Dreamlog # 6
I’m in the park, outside my grade-school. I’m dancing. And I keep thinking, it’s very “Get Smart” (addendum - Get Smart was the one thing that my whole family would watch on Sunday Nights). There are two East Indian Girls dancing with me. Someone else, an adult, no two adults see us. I don’t know [...]
Realization - I’M THE RHODA!
So here’s the foot. Six days later. It’s getting better but I’m still limping.
I wouldn’t have missed Pride for anything!
Rufus is feeling better, thank God. I was getting tired of the clean up.
A BIG THANK YOU to ELLEN for taking Rufus on his walks and even cleaning up when he’d had an accident. [...]
I’m Hoping He’s Gay
ULTIMATE BEAR.
WOOF AND GRRR AND NASTY DIRTY THINGS.
What a HUNK!!!!!!!!
Back In Bed With The Devil
The dream, right before I woke up, the kind that let me glide out of sleep before the alarm went off, had me back in the theatre.
I was auditioning for some big Theatre, here in Toronto. They kept me waiting in this room that was all glass and I could see outside.
There was a [...]
It’s Long, Bear With Me
I just had the most amazing dream, that I think I’ve ever had in my entire life.
And I fear that it’s slipping away and I don’t know how to tell you about it.
I can’t do it like a regular dreamlogue because it’s so….it’s so fast leaving my head.
I couldn’t sleep tonight (I’m talking [...]
DREAMLOG 7
I’m having a very odd dream about my mother’s old house. In where I’m in the dining room on a bed with a white bed cover and on the ceiling, I can see the swirls from the plaster that designed the surface. There’s a pack of cigarettes attached to the light fixture. I look and [...]
DREAMLOG 6
I’m watching television and there are two other people, I don’t know who they are, in another room. A commercial comes on for Special K and a man with a HUGE microphone is talking to people if they like the cereal. He goes up to a man who’s completely naked and squatting with a semi-erection. [...]
The Monster Under The Stairs
I’m not sure if it was the noise that woke me up on Thursday at 8:45 or it was just my body being pulled from sleep.
The yelling is the first thing I remember. Words like, "stupid", "bitch", and "fuck" were punctuated through the muffling floor.
Then the banging started that shook my bed and not [...]