woke up dreaming, i was gonna die...
no i didn't, i actually woke up dreaming i'd just fallen 30 feet from a kite (which somehow held my weight) pulled by a dog (what?) ridden by chrissy (hold up) after she took a turn too wide and got trampled by some horses. makes absolutely no sense. what does make sense is that the soundtrack to my descent, landing and subsequent sitting up and examining of my injuries was "ooh whatcha saaaaaaay, ohhwhahaeahhhhha did she saaayyyaay/ooh whathca ssaaaaayy" the song by imogen heap, hide and seek it turns out to be. makes sense after the snl skit i suppose.
went for a walk today, testing my knees, i can still jump and climb a bit, but i am anxious to get to a city compatible w/ free-running instead of nearly-free-walking.
watching blow and my golly johnny depp cracks me up just the facial expressions and everything, one of the best. peace.
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