I am about to walk to Central Park and practice taking photos. It's going to rain soon so I should hurry. But let me vent first... Once again, I was running around the internet and peeking into photographers sites, It was inspiring and discouraging at the same time. I want more for myself, I want to be shoot and not worry if it will make me money for a hamburger the next day (blast you reality!) Some people get to shoot for themselves.
Last night I dreamt I went running with no shoes, The dream began with me walking home from my old high school with some old friends. I decided to take my shoes off and continue home on my own while the two other girls stopped to play checkers on a dome shaped chalkboard that sat in an old mans front yard (?). I had no shoes and the sidewalk was torn up, my feet bled and cut then I wanted to run so I did. I passed the the gas station and thought about getting sour candy (my staple even in my dreams) but I had no shoes on, I couldn't go in. When I got to my mothers house my dog althea was alive (she died this past fall), she is always alive when I dream, the neighbors where outside, we were all cleaning our homes, there was mention of pink cupcakes, I had no shoes and we spoke of the depression we are in.
Hu.
Well. I should go. I am excited.
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