"Give Anything to Stick to a Heart Like This..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Far less hysterical this morning, but tired.

And disappointed. I apologised to Mum for last night, but she did not acknowledge it, and then she left for church without me. Now Daddy has to take me, since I'm acolyting. But I wanted things to be all right so badly, and I wanted to be able to go with her, because that would've meant they were.

*shrug-wriggles* I didn't dream last night. Ah, well.

Comments

[tiamatschild.livejournal.com]

*snugs* I'm sorry, hon. I hate it when apologies don't go over well.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*clings* She gave me another lecture in the auto going home, but I think she may have forgiven me now...?

[julietveiled.livejournal.com]

I...did dream last night. About you, as a matter of fact. Only you were about a foot tall. .....hm....

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Was I? -_- That's not much different from usual.

[julietveiled.livejournal.com]

I think you may also have been turned into a frog at some point, but blame Lillie for that, because she was a witch. This was an odd little dream. And Hailey and Z and Ewan MacGregor were in it...

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I shall blame her, and readily. For heaven's sake, being a witch and turning me into a frog! I should make a very dreadful frog indeed, I am sure.

Cast of thousands much? ^_~

[julietveiled.livejournal.com]

...yes, because you were more like a half-frog, half-Soujin, and looked quite odd indeed. But you sang beautifully when somebody helped you get up onto the stage! ....this was such a weird dream. I need to not have milkshakes before going to bed.

I always have so many people in my dreams. The only dreams I have that aren't filled up with everyone I know are the nightmares, like the one where my mother broke my arms and locked me in a glass room while it rained outside and the room flooded. Or the one where ants poured out of the faucet. That kind of thing. The normal, crazy dreams have enormous populations.

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*giggles* There, you see! ...Well, thank heaven for small mercies. Milkshakes are indeed the carriers of much bizarrity, a word I happen just to have made up.

Really? I've never thought about it too much, but I realised I never know anybody in my nightmares; but often there is somebody I know in my dreams. Of course, I hardly ever dream at all, but when I do...

*pause, blink*

Wow. That is odd.