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Monday, July 13, 2015

Wild Dreams and Such.

9:06 a.m. So I just woke up. I went to bed around midnight, woke at 5 and slept again. The first part of my dream was JRM and Mara driving around, playing. She would drive and he'd hang outside of the driver door and they playfully smacked each other.

I was a bit evil. I had a little girl with me and we were working a scam. Long story short, we tried to make it look like he nearly hit her. Really the scam was an excuse to get close to him. The longer we stayed and things went on, the more suspicious he got. Until finally, when we were leaving, he was asking questions she couldn't honestly answer without bumbling.

So he started chasing us down the street. I was practically outside of my body and he caught the woman who would have been me and pinned her down. I screamed at the top of my lungs for help and I remember someone stopping.

The next thing I remember was being at a police station, separated from the little girl who was actually my daughter, and getting searched.

Then it cut to another scene at someone's house which was also a place where they made wedding dresses. I was gathering my things and somehow, while talking to the women, especially the head seamstress who was a thin blonde woman, they decided excitedly to make me a free dress. They immediately examined me and tried to work out which dress suited my body type. I gave them free reign over their creativity, which made them more excited.

The next part of the dream I recall is talking to some voice about JRM. He was in a bed somewhere, thinking, and I was told to see what he was thinking about. At first glance it was just a carnival, I looked for only a brief second. Another voice said, "Jesus Rejoices" somewhere around this point.

I was told to look again. This time I saw the detail. Pieces of the carnival rides were made out of words, lit up in lights, describing emotion and mood. I don't remember what they were exactly but I do recall seeing him on the merry go round, where among the phrases painted under his feet, he was sitting above the one that said 'I think I'm doing alright.'

At this point, there is a double of himself, as me, and he is confronting me about the scam and all I can do, from this outside point of view, is stare at him because...he's handsome. Let's be honest. And then I was pointing out my 'favorite' actor  to someone else in the house, as he made a speech to someone while wearing his big fluffy tan parka. He looked as he did in Dracula AND for once he had his accent. I almost always dream of the Irishman where he has an American accent and for once it was his actual, well more British like really, voice.

That's the last part I remember before biting into a piece of chocolate, was waking up. As if the sugar in the chocolate sprung my brain awake, as if I really ate it.

This sparks the memory of an earlier dream where I was trying to give either Aaliyah or Harmony something to drink instead of soda and I remember making something with juice, honesy, and something else but she wouldn't drink it.

If I remember more I'll let you know.

I got Flight Rising and SL plans today. Need more goals. I was gonna simply 'brain dump' these dreams but it was still so fresh in my memory, I had no idea how long I could hold onto it as opposed to writing it now...that an my composition notebook is missing and I worried that looking for it may erase some memory of the dream as well.

10:48 a.m. After all that was done, I took some time to handle chores. Change the litter box, take out the trash, and clean up as much of the mess made during Aaliyah's stay as possible. The house is still a mess, the dishes are still dirty, and floors still need to be swept but I hope I'll be getting to that later.  Also, I think we are out of garbage bags. It's a shame when you run out on cleaning day, huh? P.S. Trying to get back to regularly updating entries. We'll see how that goes....God Willing. God bless, Jesus loves, lives, rejoices, and saves as always. P.S. I always feel better when I can look up to God and remember He loves me no matter what...I've been kind of on the bad side lately and I repent, but I know this fact is true.

11:44 a.m. Spent some time on Pinterest and collected quite a photo references of cara delevinge, my new muse. So yeah, I'm drawing today. Maybe...mmmaaayyybbbeee but not sure...taking a break from developing on SecondLife today. P.S. Got invited to a breast cancer walk by my family, not sure if I'm going yet or not. It's in October, by the way.

1:02 p.m. Well, that was fine. Time flew by. Definitely not thinking this is a 'one day' kind of drawing....which is good. More detail. I'm noticeably improving, praise Jesus. God is good and able, ya'll. Bye!


4:01 p.m. I finally got around to seeing that film, Stand By Me, and took mail to Mrs. M. P.S. Made pasta.

4:54 p.m. Furthered work on the drawing, slow and steady...


8:18 p.m. Finished a new watercolor painting and for once, since I can remember, I FRAMED IT!! I give glory to God on this one but today has showed me that I've really been improving. I'm a HUGE amateur with watercolors and this one is probably my favorite work with this medium so far. It'll be a huge accomplishment to sell even one artwork one day. I'll get to a stage, hopefully, where they are good enough to sell one day. Fun fact: Nobody has ever bought my art. lol.


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