Today

I woke up this morning, after having a very vivid dream last night. Alot of people in my past were present. When I woke, I was aware of the dream but could not remember the details. I went to the washroom and felt an urge to go lay back down. I layed back on my bed, face first and remnants of the dream came back to me. Almost like it was rewinding (from the end of the dream to the beginning). (I have a beautiful smile) Twice today I envisioned myself stepping over the yellow line at the subway, while waiting for the train. I almost did. I was very close. I frighten myself when I feel this way. I walked over to the park this evening with Dylan. While he skateboarded around the path, I wrote and wrote and wrote. In the sky between two trees, I could see a cloud with the orange sun behind it. It was incredibly beautiful.