samling

my answer to the question of last journal, since a few wanted to know:

the person looking in the window may notice not expensive things surrounding the living space, or fantastic material possessions most only dream of, but they would see me in a room, surrounded by slabs of clay and a pottery wheel. in my eye, more importantly, they would see a calm and serenity of complete peace with my demons.

if life were perfect.

day at home, listening to rain fall and doing a few chores about the house.

feeling a bit stir crazy, really. i really would like to be back out on the job force, and soon. i owe many debts, and need to pay them.

i'm also becoming more and more disenchanted with a few things. not that that's a bad thing, it just means i evolve at a slightly quicker pace and grow impatient at the basic drudgery and loathing that most people enjoy living in.

i'm worried for a friend, who is far far away right now and won't be home until next month. i try to help him, but i don't think i'm being very helpful.

THIS JOURNAL'S QUESTION:

if you dream, do you feel your dreams bear importance to your life, or are they simply your mind playing while you sleep?