10-18-2010, 02:45 PM
I keep my journal right next to my bed but usually can't wake up to write them down - like last night. Very bizarre dreams about the Republican party in a northern state. There was a big rally but it felt strange, warped, convoluted somehow (not just because I'm not a Republican). At any rate it was huge but there was something dark rumbling beneath the surface and it involved a Cindy Evans. Cindy Evans Cindy Evans Cindy Evans was like a vibrational chant in the auditorium and it made some of the party very tense. I didn't write it down and an intense day at work didn't erase it. Just weird.