I was excited to hit the blog today. Just a feeling that I might have something to write about.
Nothing specific. I had a dream about a man with a ray gun that could remove a part of your body, any part, safely and painlessly. The ray gun could later replace that body part just as it was before. He would go around stealing people's arms usually, sometimes legs, as a form of blackmail. Everyone would just do what he said, because he was the only one that could work the machine. They could go to the police, or kill him, but then they would be forever without their limb.
Work is having an End-Of-Year dinner. Perhaps I'll go. I don't see most of them now, and I haven't gone to work events before. I'd kind of avoided mixing my work life with my personal life. We'll see.
Lying on my back and staring at the stars through tinted windows.
"Don't you think you'll be better off without me tied around your neck"
-To Belong by Daughter
We all think a lot of things. Our personality is in the patterns, our self in the vortices between.