krista

"I woke.
I did not know the hour,
an hour of night like thick scum
but I considered the dreams,
the two: Swastika, Crucifix,
and said: Oh well,
it does't belong to me,
if a cigar can be a cigar
then a dream can be a dream.
Right?
Right?
And went back to sleep
and another start."

--Anne Sexton from "The Stand-Ins"

I'm awake now. It isn't so bad. Sometimes even the nightmares are manageable.

Plummy purple hair dye ordered. Platinum streaks are being considered. My poor hair.