Today was a day of sleep and strange reveries. The alarm went off at 10:30 though it felt more like pre-dawn to me and so I fell back in bursts of fitful sleep well into late afternoon. There was a very long, very convoluted dream playing while I slept which I woke from occasionally only to check whether Mimi was still watching over me at her station by my feet before slipping back into the dream. There was a poorly organized trip to Asia which required last minute rush preparations, there was family, there was somebody having a grandiose and very important marriage, there was flirting between young men and women which to my horror and to their amusement quickly turned into violent sex, there was me being a great disappointment to all and especially to my mother who let me know in no uncertain terms she no longer considered me her daughter (!) then my aunt who still tried helping me as best she could even though nobody wanted her to and I was all but unresponsive, there was a promising young suitor who eventually felt forced to move on to other candidates seeing as I was proving ufit as mariage material and of course there were cats showing up everywhere , all of which is just a very small portion of this particular dream-freak-show. From all this, the message the dream made sure to communicate to me in no uncertain terms is that the only road to my salvation is to start believing in fairy tales again. Easier said than done since in my opinion, a stubborn belief in fairy tales is what’s brought me the greatest grief and trouble in my life. I think I’ll just let that one sit and stew for a good long while.
My meals consisted of hazelnut milk chocolate and fresh cherries even though my fridge was filled with meal options and to finish off the day there was The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, a lovely movie based on a short story by F. Scott Fitzgerald which I must get my hands on. I cried for the full second half of the movie which is nearly three hours long, so now am sufficiently exhausted to tuck myself in early and hopefully get rested enough so that by tomorrow I will be able to tell the difference between dreams and movies and reality and maybe even make some kind of useful contribution to the day.
June 20, 2009
Saturday
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your wicked mom suggest Vasilisa the Beautiful
http://www.oldrussia.net/vas.html xxx
i loved that movie... your dream, not so much! LOL
hey i'm moving to the boonies in 5 days. yey!!
You might like the Miyazaki film "The Cat Returns" if you believe in guardian cats (and don't find animation childish). Cats believe when people sleep a lot that they are finally behaving rationally.
I love ArtSparker's comment about the cats' opinion on sleeping humans.
mum: that's a very good story. I remember reading it in Women Who Run With the Wolves. It's the kind of story that has so many layers that you have to read it over and over again to really get the most out of it. I wish I had a little doll like that. I'd make sure to keep it well fed 24/7.
technodoll: yes, big changes ahead for you. I'm going to have to catch up with you hopefully sooner rather than later. As for my dreams, I wouldn't wish them upon anyone else. It's all much too confusing.
ArtSparker: I like animation and I know there is some great stuff done in Japan so chances are I would enjoy it.
"Cats believe when people sleep a lot that they are finally behaving rationally"
I came to that conclusion myself at one point because I noticed the more I sleep the more my cats seem relaxed, laid back and in their element though of course your wording is much better.
mum: I agree with both you and ArtSparker, as you can see above.
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