this spiked cider kick has been great. i still have more rum for tomorrow. what an excellent turn of events. the last few days have been extremely therapeutic, although i'm not sure what i've been helping. regardless, i feel great and i hope this continues for the coming weeks.
i am listening to neutral milk hotel right now after taking to dana about not-sad music. i had a very relaxing dream the other night that involved "in the aeroplane over the sea" as the soundtrack, which was rather strange, seeing that i haven't listened to the album in about two years now. anyway, the dream had a lot of slow-moving skylines and a similar almost-dadaist feel that the album cover has; it was as if i was creating a music video for these songs in my sleep. there were collages just floating through the skyscrapers, minding their own business. sometimes they'd bump into each other, but nothing terrible would ever happen.
anyway, the strange part about this dream was when i woke up, i thought i was at my old house in the suburbs. i felt for the wall of my old room and i hit my hand on a wood desk and was profoundly confused. needless to say, this is not, by any means, a common occurrence for me. i was sort of disappointed to find myself in the city, which is also something that doesn't usually happen with me. not that i don't appreciate / enjoy arlington heights, but i have just found city life to be more up to my speed. it may be partly due to the fact autumn has just started and when autumn starts, i tend to get nostalgic as fuck (like everyone else i know, it seems) and i missed the comforts of home for a bit.