September 12, 2008 § Leave a comment
Isn’t it strange how few people you actually know in party dreams? You know, the dreams you have where all your friends are with you somewhere at some sort of event or celebration. I had one of these dreams the other day. It was my own fictional birthday party.
It was a party dream, and we were at a house–obscenely too large to be mine but it was mine in the dream–and the place was packed to the brim with people.
You know what I mean though, right? A party dream. There’s hundreds of people there, but you only know a few of them. The rest are like a cast of extras standing idly in the background. They wander in and out of the scene, rarely affecting the main action one way or another. In the dream you might know them, in the casual way you “know” someone who appears regularly on your favorite television program but you could never come up with a solid description if asked–much less a name.
Set dressing really. There simply to make the party look like a party. Still, our minds go to all the effort of conjuring them to fill the space.
Maybe it’s just our mind’s chance to soothe us into thinking we’re far more popular than we actually are. A REM-cycle ego-boost.
September 8, 2008 § Leave a comment
I’ve decided that I’d like to begin blogging again…or at least I’m going to give it another shot. But I make no promises.
This space is for me, really. It’s a place for me to write whatever strikes me. A place to practice something that helps feed and grow my creativity. If it ceases to be that it will cease to be.
Here’s to something new.