I was naked and driving a car through an empty house I was about to move into. First I circled around the living room, then I drove down the hall to my new bedroom. There were two other people in the house, and I ducked down when I drove past them and hoped they couldn't see too much of me.
“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.” - Hermann Hesse
E: I thought he hated you?
S: Nah, we're like brothers.
E: ...for real?!
S: Yeah. This MBTI stuff was eating me alive, and he was the first to take away that pain.
S: Oh, and the correct answer to the name of his other account is "Legion".
S: Btw, what do you guys think of me changing my type to ENFP?
Actually, last night I had a really interesting dream. We were playing Calvino's game with people from all around the world some of whom I could relate strongly to and other's I could not understand what their cards signifiaed at all. It was fascinating. I found myself drawn to a woman in the game who had a card that displayed an image of Hadyn (the composer) (actually, the picture was of Lizst, but somehow I knew it signified Haydn?) that had a sort of melancholy air about her. It was though she had a fondness for him that transcended her place in time and space in a way that was simultaneously poetically beautiful and perhaps a bit tragic and fey.
This happy go lucky person that was speaking to my mother during a party ended up having his day ruined when his mom suddenly walked in and announced out of the blue that he was suicidal and depressed as a child. Real party pooper.
"When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all"
I am the roots that hold the tree together
As well as the wind beneath your wings
I had a dream i was in this in patient treatment facility and @Ivy was a tech and we're standing in line and this girl goes prpl's school is off monday because all schools for people with disabilities are canceled (implying the school was only for people with disabilities) and i respond with something like that's not true fucking bitch it's not that kind of school!! then later we were in a cafeteria and my cousin was there and i brought it up and she was like i wasn't paying attention and i was all like yeah people don't care unless its about themselves or something really juicy this wasn't. and i was doing a puzzle where you had to do out the opposite number or letter in the box then there was a bunch of fruit and some of the fruit was berries and apparently in my dream i was addicted to them and i was like should i stop eating the berries because i won't know what box they correspond with and my cousin is all like no. then we had gym at 9am and the guys at our table were selling hand made toys but they were really expensive like 250-500 dollars each but they had less than originally apparently. Like one of the dolls was taking off because the title implied she cried but they didn't and they decided that was false advertising which might be why people bought them because they didn't lie and they were high quality.