emily

this reminds me of a reocuring dream i used to have about a street in my city, but it didnt really exist. i have no idea why i still remember this so well cause i havent had one about it in years.

its starts ou twith me at a party. i dont know anyone there and no one even seems to notice me standing there. as i walk around viewing what goes on a lady opens a door and it leads out to a beautiful oriental garden. i step outside to see more and when i turn around i see a "hole" in the air that leada back to the party. i stand there watching the party as if it were on a tv screen. then i try to move back and im back in the house. then "zip" im in a van with hooded figures sitting all around me. im still wearing the oufit i had on at the party. they dont move, speak, or even seem to be alive. the van is moving but i cant see where we are. then after a few minuts sitting there the driver suddenly speaks and asks if they want something to eat. they dont respond but soon he pulls to a stop. the door opens and i take the opportunity to leave and im on that street again.

that was the third in a long serise of dreams involving that street. i never figured out why i was haviong them or what hey ment. but that perticular one sticks out the most.

Hmmm... very, very inter-resting...

Sorry about the bad dream, but you woke up though! That's good.

Hey if you want to get really freaked out you should watch "Mulholland Drive" right now.
A word comes to mind after hearing about that dream: "lesbo-anxiety". That's just a wild hunch. What do you think?

Take it easy. Don't let those alaskans get you down.