I'm sitting here with my best bro Randolph Lundgren at the Mandolin Cafe when I remembered a dream I had last night where through the use of a special flying squirrel wingsuit I learned the ability to catch wind updrafts from earth and take flight whenever I pleased, often opting to travel at high elevations to soar over the rocky mountains and ocean. Landing was easy once I got the hang of it and although I had to ride the wind this was the first time in my life I can ever remember a flying dream...
"If you are flying with ease and enjoying the scene and landscape below, then it suggests that you are on top of a situation. You have risen above something. It may also mean that you have gained a different perspective on things. Flying dreams and the ability to control your flight is representative of your own personal sense of power." ---Dream Moods.com
I don't know about that but I am pretty excited about moving! And I think the fact that Randy and I watch the Rocketeer might have had something to do with it.
I chaperoned a middle school dance on Friday...blech! I was overcome with several conflicting emotions and thoughts. First, why did dances feel so short when I was their age yet so very excruciatingly long when I chaperoned one. Secondly, I felt so sad for the little guys and girls with seemingly no friends and no one to dance with, let alone any foreseeable chances to dance with someone. Middle school is a cruel time in life.
Also, the DJ was a spiky haired, tight jean wearing, screen printed griffin t-shirt wearing douschbag that played the "Jerk" song over and over again which the kids danced the "jerk" over and over. Middle school Dances...epic fail.
hmmm...what else. Nah, nothin, big move this weekend hopefully and that will mean internet at home soon. I have so much shit to do hopefully I can get it done!