So with the sudden rainy winter weather i have taken to spending waaaay too much time in bed. I just can't be bothered to get prettied up and go out. Why leave when i have copious blankies and duvets spread out on my beautiful bed. I think it's my favourite place on earth at this point.
Slept for waaay too long last nite. This inevitably leads to five million vivid dreams/nightmares/nightterrors/day terrors. I used to dream about the end of the world.. luckily for the moment this has stopped.
Although they have taken on a new kind of fear... I often dream I am back in grahamstown (or some version thereof) and trying to get home. Something always goes wrong and I am stuck there? Can't remember enough of it now but ended up in a Hitler memorial at university running around trying to find my things (?) . Maybe it had something to do with the super trippy Lost episode i watched last night?
Anyway once again i am supposed to be out and about *sigh* I don't want to leave my warm cacoon though. The thought of washing my hair, squeezing into non-fat pants and going out makes me shiver LOL. Beer with the boys... usually the thought of beer would be enough to set this prettying chain of events up but... damnit it's cold, rainy and miserable.
And I'm loving it from this vantage point!
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