I dreamt about a little house across the alley. It was pink stucco and dilapidated and I had fantasies about buying and renovating it. In the meantime a man bought and was working on it. I was walking by and I introduced myself to him, I tried to make conversation about the house, angling for […]
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I am feeling very grounded right now, like I am in a bubble of protection.
This afternoon, whilst attempting to put dinner on the table, I was engaging in two of my favorite pastimes: text yelling at My Parasitic twin while also text yelling at her husband. It was some varsity level millennial shit. Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks? First MPT and I were text […]
Lately I’ve been dreaming about babies, but not the usual anxiety laden variety I am more accustomed to, but achingly sweet ones. In them I have a small child, sometimes a boy and sometimes a girl, one that nurses frequently but is precociously verbal. I am suffused with the warmth and almost chemical love that comes […]
Loony says his favorite dreams are ones where he is finding stuff at estate sales, treasure trove after treasure trove of valuable vintage clothes to sell on eBay. It figures. My favorite dreams are where I find new rooms in our house. Last night I dreamt I discovered an entire floor. It was in bad shape […]
I had some great dreams last night. In one I was bonding heavily with Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt. This is residual LA wish-fulfillment fodder. In the other, Lonny’s “sacrifice zone” (aka eBay room) was cleared out to the point where I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. I want to reappropriate […]