I had a strange dream last night...I am not altogether clear on the whole thing now, since I waited so long to write any of it down. But one part kinda stuck in my mind. I was carrying a goose in my arms, and I think either a puppy or kitten too. I was walking alone with my anipals and spotted a duck with a cigarette in it's mouth. I remember scolding the duck about smoking, and took it out of its mouth, then stomped on it with my foot (luckily I had shoes of some sort on) to put it out. Really strange. The only connections I can think of would be that I recently played the first few tracks of the Winged Migration cd, and one of the tracks I heard was "The Highest Gander" by Robert Wyatt. I guess the other animal influence was from my drug induced (antihistamine) afternoon, sitting at the back door, peering out at the squirrels "playing" with each other. I was amused for some time. :p
Speaking of anipals, thanks go out to
phishtails for being a friend, and doing what friends do, and being there for me. Despite my wild emotions that night, I enjoyed our conversation, but I am sorry it had to end so abruptly.
Well, that is all for now. I am going to brave the heat and go to the store, and then come back and make dinner. Woo hoo! Speaking of dinner, I want to make
this soon. I would really like to make it with someone though, and share the fun of cooking with others.