a r a j a n e . d i a r y l a n d . c o m

reverse morning // 2002-04-05

this morning: walking from class to work i passed by a man bent over speaking german into an intercom.

earlier this morning: woke up early, made potato bread toast with flax seed oil. mmmm. i also had coffee made in the french press i brought over to c's. everything about my day already seems new and different. c woke up a little later and helped me study for my chem quiz (which, by the way, i completely flailed on... how was i supposed to know that i should have studied the definitions for theory, law, and hypothesis? it's such a stupid, fuzzy line between the three of them, anyway. bah.).

even earlier this morning: i woke up again from another nightmare, shaking because i was sobbing my in dream. in fact, i was shaking so hard i woke c up, too. this dream was more of an emotional nightmare, which at least seemed preferable to the scary nightmare so i accepted it and fell back asleep. what the heck is wrong with me?

much earlier this morning: woke up at about 2am from a nightmare. it was awful, take my word for it, you don't want to hear about it. plus, other's people's dreams are so boring. c woke up with me and sat up while i calmed down. i had to go to the bathroom but i was too scared to go alone, so c stood outside the door and talked to me while i peed. then we sat in bed and read new yorker cartoons together until i fell asleep. i hate being all schmaltzy, but since i rarely do it, i'm going to take the liberty now of saying that he's really the best. really. i'm just about the luckiest girl in the world. sigh.

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