Since I didn't go out tonight, I'm shopping online. More like researching - or window shopping. I wanted to go to a bookstore this afternoon but just didn't have it in me. Maybe tomorrow.
I don't know what's up with me. I'm exhausted. I slept earlier and hallucinated/dreamed. You know those strange dreams where you can't tell if you're asleep or awake? Either could be true but the freakiest things happen. It was one of those dreams within a dream, where I wake up into another dream. Quite a few of you were there - SloMo, Mia, Irun, Chris, Cheryl, Reza. I'm pretty sure WesSolo and Bridgett were there too. That means, there were only two people in my dream that I know in real life. Hello??? Get out more, Freee!
I wanted to go out! I had plans to go out to West Hollywood for a drink and dinner. But I'm just so fatigued. It's a stretch to even sit here and tap-tap-tap on the keyboard with my eyes half-mast. There's only so much coffee, tea and chocolate this little body can take!
My creativity feels a little squelched. But I'm going to try not to let it get to me. I keep looking on my bookshelf [yes, I actually have one...with books even!] hoping to find a good read. But I don't quite know what I'm looking for. I can't do fiction. It's just not my style. Unless it's a young-reader series by Judy Blume - yeah, I still love her. I like non-fiction. True life stuff. Spiritual, self-help, psychology books. Geez, that does sound pretty hokey. Ah, I wear it well.