Dreams, driving.

Dreamed up Driving Al's car, in a cul-de-sac, which was still somehow connected to us, in houseness. Having to drive him to the store, which was a Marshals, a grocerie store, and some other stuff.

Upon returning from the store, several years have passed, and everyone is surprised to see me. They've been wondering to where I've disappeared, but they haven't tried to search for me.I go through the greetings, and find all of my family, again, at my grandmother's house.

Something in the next section about a barbeque, in a house/apartment which I've seen before, but feels very familiar and un-. My entire family is there, and people I know from school, and other situations. Teachers, professors, and the like. Something about placing the cat in a bag of charcoal, to kee him warm, and to make the fire hotter. It wouldn't burn him, as long as he was in the bag, but he paniced, and I told the person who tried it, to get him out of there. Something about my uncle (my mother's brother) being angry with me for some level of knowledge, and some kind of revealing, to many people.

Woken up by the sounds of a small cat on my dresser, next to all of my breakables/irreplacables. Yelled at him, woke up mech_angel, and now I can't get back to sleep.

Back later.

Downer day. Everything's new.

I wanted to write a post about the newness of the world, and how everything can be seen as an exciting new thing, when you first find it; how you think that you're the first person to think of things, just so, and see certain connections. That it's new. And how, if you're very lucky, when the new wears off, you won't feel as if you've been cheated, because thousands of people, over Thousands of years, have done it before you, but you'll Grateful to be in such wonderful company.

I guess I did write it, eh? Heh. Not as full of wonderment as I wanted to make it though. Been dealing with traffic court shite, all day. Have to go, tomorrow, and have been given disparate informations and situational understandings. I've been told that, were they in my situation, some would fight it, based on the situation, where others would plead nolo contendre, and try to knock the money and charges down.

If it happens, if I'm found guilty, I get three points on my license, and a $188 fine.

So I'm a bit meh, at the moment.

Any amusing anecdotes, or uplifting news and information would be welcome.

Or, if you would, you know, Talk. At all.

I'm back to reading Vellum, and eating some lunch.

Ta.