Weird!

Wow, I just woke up from a weird dream. Yes, I know it's only 11:45. How in the world did I take an hour nap after only being awake for only 2 hours? I don't know -- I guess this summer has been a little exhausting, and I'm halfway through the Fountainhead, which is a little hefty at times. Anyway.... back to the main point of this entry....

I dreamt I was a sculptor, and my goal in life was to make a minuscule sculpture of a squid. So that is all I did.... At the point of the dream, I guess I had been working on it for most of my life -- my hands were stained with clay, and it was even under my fingernails, which I usually keep short. And the sculptures I made were not very successful -- there were a lot of little squids on the floor with all their tentacles laying around with half-made or squished heads. So I went to an old man and asked him why the goal of my life, making a tiny clay squid, was not working. And he gave me a something that looked like a play-doh machine, like one of the ones you squish out different shapes like stars. So I went back to my apartment, which was really gross -- it was just one room with everything on the ground. It was just an ugly, lifeless gray. Anyway, I put the machine on the table and worked on my current squid. After I finished for the day, I put it on top of a pot of soil because there was no where else to put it. I went to sleep, and the next morning it had grown with some of the tentacles firmly planted into the soil. Then the machine, which had grown squid overnight on top of it (whaaa..?), started making these weird roses of different colors. I picked up a rose and threw it down into a bucket, I guess I was looking for the right color. And then I woke up...

It was weird.