Loads o' Post-Apocalypse Dreams
Nov. 27th, 2007 09:07 amLots of nothingness, burned out craters, smoking steaming heaps of charred-ness (of what I don't even wanna think any more), twisty routes through warrens o' hulking structures, shifting shadows, no rhyme, no reason, no purpose. Who knew 'twas so damned dark down the rabbit hole? Metaphorically as well as physically dark, mind you.
It's daylight out now. I think this means I'm supposed to get up and do stuff or something. There's a short list from yesterday I can pull out and attack...and perhaps gain a feeling of accomplishment from knocking off items on it.
Being in the here, being in the now: quite odd: no mood, blah...neutral. Not bad, mind you, just not particularly...ANYTHING. My mind starts thinking 'bout ways to improve the mood, to...lighten up perhaps. Music'd likely shift things. But I think I'm gonna revel in it as it is for a while. Uh oh. Just starting to think 'bout it has shifted things...starting to think of things to do.
Ya' know what though, I'd like not to think for a while, I'd like just to be. Hmm. Too late.
It's daylight out now. I think this means I'm supposed to get up and do stuff or something. There's a short list from yesterday I can pull out and attack...and perhaps gain a feeling of accomplishment from knocking off items on it.
Being in the here, being in the now: quite odd: no mood, blah...neutral. Not bad, mind you, just not particularly...ANYTHING. My mind starts thinking 'bout ways to improve the mood, to...lighten up perhaps. Music'd likely shift things. But I think I'm gonna revel in it as it is for a while. Uh oh. Just starting to think 'bout it has shifted things...starting to think of things to do.
Ya' know what though, I'd like not to think for a while, I'd like just to be. Hmm. Too late.