Lost in slumber

     I dreamt of having a giant timeline on my wall, of what I don't remember, but it was of quite some importance. These people and I rearranged the timeline countless times until it reached the point of near perfection, I suppose. A girl said to me, "Bad dreams come from your stuffed animals being upside down." That line really took me by surprise, I didn't think little things like that had that much impact. This is kind of silly, but I want to test that theory, ha ha ha! I'll report my results in another blog entry.
     Moving on, yesterday was quite a day. Well not really. I wanted to be alone, sometimes I get tired of always being surrounded by people. I took the dogs for a walk by myself and instead of the normal petty chatter I was used to, I looked around and really admired my surroundings. I watched a few leaves, carried by the wind, glide down from their tree and softly touch the ground. I noted to variety of leave colors that my Texas eyes were not used to seeing. And I'd close my eyes and take deep breaths and open them to reveal the vast beauty of this land called Virginia Beach. I put the dogs away and decided that I still wanted to be alone.
     I took some chalk and walked to the ugly tennis court by the park, my mission was to draw. Alana from the art institute told me that drawing was something that could be taught, so I tried my luck and I think it was a success. Just so you know, drawing in chalk is far from the easiest thing because it takes at lot of spit and a lot of rubbing that spit to erase anything. I think that the drawing accurately represents me (except I parted the hair the wrong way) and this is sort of my motivation to practice getting better at uhhh... drawing!
     Later on in the day, Kasey met up with me and eventually Den, Lee, Big L, Pablo, and Charmander. Mhm, a lot of people on my day alone. No big deal though. Just kept to myself most of the time, listening to my iPod. I think the end of the day was the best though...
     Laying on the fallen leaves, looking up at the stars. It was beautiful and cold and I believe it was only six-ish. I walked home and the day pretty much ended, I watched The Bounty Hunter with Heather and my dad, then went upstairs, played two games of free cell, then went to sleep. That's when my timeline dream began. Good morning.