girlcatx

last night i dreamt about breakfast. i was staying at a really high end hotel, and they had a breakfast buffet.( it was one of those secret agent style dreams, where somehow i had to stop something terrible from happening, but only i knew about it...) but then there was breakfast! bacon and eggs and omlets and waffles! waffles with big fat ripe blueberries, and oh god the syrups... and pancakes and muffins, and fruit and juices, and good strong coffee, chocolate, mimosas and bloody marys... so, i guess i figured i could save the world and have breakfast while i was at it. i grabbed a plate and headed to the buffet. in my mind, i could eat it all. i wanted all the waffles... but then, i had to talk to the pope. he was there, and my mission involved him, something i had to chat with him about involving some religious issues and birth control. he was old and fat ( too many trips to the buffet) and yes, he wore a funny hat. but then his pope gangsters were trying to keep me away from him. then, i believe i was mesmerized by breakfast...

...i miss breakfast. don't ever take diners for granted. one day, you too may awake in a land without breakfast...
... winter's coming. actually it's here. last week, it was fall, and now the air is crisp and cold, and makes my skin feel like it will crack. i'm not made for extreme temperatures. i shudder to think what will happen, stuck in these mountain foothills when the snow starts to fall, and i'm here hiding in my little apartment with the heated floor and my florida skin, underneath my down comforter ( poofter). maybe i'll hide till spring. or eat so much kimchi and spicey food that i no longer feel the cold.