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Dreams, Etc
Aug. 14th, 2007 01:02 pmI find it so amazing that fears that manifest themselves in dreams just become even more real once you wake up.
And I've been sleeping mighty fitfully for a week now, dreams of inadequacy and unpopularity. And then amazingly, I'll wake up and feel completely uncertain.
I have been feeling more uncertain than not of late. I'm also also such a supporter of the unexpected, but the unexpected has been throwing me for a loop like you can't even imagine.
I did, however, have an awesome night last night catching up with my old friend Nick J, who went to Regis and was in the chorus with me. And was probably the best friend I could have asked for during some really tough times. It was just excellent to get to rekindle our friendship, and I actually went to the ESPN SportZone.
It was like... Man Heaven. Huge leather armchairs with food/beer trays on them. and seven million televisions, huge, loud, full of SPORTS!
The men at the restaurant were stimulated, excited, and the poor women there looked like they wanted to die. Funnily, it was one of the quieter bars I've ever been to. The men didn't actually speak to one another. They just stared, transfixed. Of course there was a hollering every time the Yankees scored, but it was so sporadic it wasn't that bad.
*sigh* I feel like I'm in a really dark place right now. I'm tired of everything feeling complicated.
And I've been sleeping mighty fitfully for a week now, dreams of inadequacy and unpopularity. And then amazingly, I'll wake up and feel completely uncertain.
I have been feeling more uncertain than not of late. I'm also also such a supporter of the unexpected, but the unexpected has been throwing me for a loop like you can't even imagine.
I did, however, have an awesome night last night catching up with my old friend Nick J, who went to Regis and was in the chorus with me. And was probably the best friend I could have asked for during some really tough times. It was just excellent to get to rekindle our friendship, and I actually went to the ESPN SportZone.
It was like... Man Heaven. Huge leather armchairs with food/beer trays on them. and seven million televisions, huge, loud, full of SPORTS!
The men at the restaurant were stimulated, excited, and the poor women there looked like they wanted to die. Funnily, it was one of the quieter bars I've ever been to. The men didn't actually speak to one another. They just stared, transfixed. Of course there was a hollering every time the Yankees scored, but it was so sporadic it wasn't that bad.
*sigh* I feel like I'm in a really dark place right now. I'm tired of everything feeling complicated.
