My horoscope never ceases to amuse me.
You try as hard as you can to shake the sensation from your mind, and yet those spirits of inspiration and imagination refuse to leave you alone. Deep thoughts have you amused and energized. Who said the cerebral cannot merge with and feed the sensual?
I have tactile, vivid dreams. The other night, it was a nightmare, of searching for a hospital as I went into labor. Granted, I have no firsthand knowledge of this, but the pain in the dream was convincing enough. At one point, a friend brought a cat, thinking perhaps I would calm down some if I would just pet the cat.
Last night I dreamed of Moravia, of snow, of many people. Of walking wrapped in a blanket through the house, drinking glasses glinting in the dark.
So grey outside.
You try as hard as you can to shake the sensation from your mind, and yet those spirits of inspiration and imagination refuse to leave you alone. Deep thoughts have you amused and energized. Who said the cerebral cannot merge with and feed the sensual?
I have tactile, vivid dreams. The other night, it was a nightmare, of searching for a hospital as I went into labor. Granted, I have no firsthand knowledge of this, but the pain in the dream was convincing enough. At one point, a friend brought a cat, thinking perhaps I would calm down some if I would just pet the cat.
Last night I dreamed of Moravia, of snow, of many people. Of walking wrapped in a blanket through the house, drinking glasses glinting in the dark.
So grey outside.