Subconscious= Seriously deprived:

[wolven7]

I dreamed about sex, last night, all night. Everyone was there. Everyone in the World. And by world i mean "sphere of experienec, as held by me." That's a lot of damn personalities. Sex, murder mystery, and film noir. Something in there, about the dangers and silliness of repression.

*sigh* I'm going to go shower, or eat, or something.

Later

{11.39am EDT: Also there was cooking. It seems, in the dream, if i wasn't having sex with, watching have sex, or chasing them down for murder, i was doing someting creative with them. Alton Brown and I cooked English Muffins, in butter, and then we put hamburgers on them. Other people, we wrote music, painted or drew together.

I still don't know how to feel about all of that. I'm off for food.}

Comments

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Um. Love. Vent something. Make something, do something. Go write or draw or dance or kata yourself into an ecstatic trance.

And...it's only three weeks away.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Yeah. But that's three pretty long weeks...