Aug 28, 2015
fireplace, elm
fireplace:one of your favorite stories, books, or poems Hmm another? I don’t read poems much but this line from a Langston Huges poem always stuck in my head for some reason: Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged birdThat cannot fly.elm:what your dreams are like
AHAH and now we’re speaking of dreams. I’m guessing this means sleeping dreams, though, not desires. They’re not crazy, but I dream very frequently. Lately they have been very close to reality with one or two bits off. The closer they are to reality the more likely I am to be confused and disoriented when I wake up, because my memory is horrible and I sometimes think they are real memories and not dreams.
