A Dream: Cleaning the Room
12/25/2005 03:40 p.m.
Dream on December 23rd:

I was living in a house with some others, some roommates of sorts. There were things to be done. One of those things to be done was a cleaning of the living room from very sharp large thorns that seemed to be stuck to parts of the carpet and couch. I was picking them off one by one from the couch. My male roommate who was crouched with his head to the floor picked up two thorns from the ground and then said, "forget it, I'm going to bed."

Somehow, I became even more determined to pick off those thorns. Then my second roommate said, “I want to practice my guitar, I wrote a song you know. I didn't realize it was going to be so popular." I replied, "Popular? But I thought you haven't finished it yet?" She said, "well, it's been two years but I'm almost done." Then she suddenly said with mischievous enthusiasm, "oh just forget practicing! Let's go get a deuce of beer and hang out instead!"

I replied to her, "Yes, that would be fun. But WHO DO YOU WANT TO BE?"