Tuesday, June 2, 2009

June 1, 2009 Dreamscape

Corridors. Corridors and cellars and wide, heavy wooden-planked doors, like barn doors. I know why -- whenever I've spent time in an empty living space, I have corridor dreams. Rooms seem elongated, echoey, extra roomy, when they're empty. My dream corridors aren't scary; they're 'come look, come see' corridors. As for the fish? Don't know, but I like it. And Toni categorically does NOT do karaoke, so not sure about that. The seed/string? Planting, arranging -- a new house? Surely. Salt dishes ... I was reading about those in a new Romantic Homes mag ...

3 comments:

Cam@Journey Wildly said...

I like your fishey!!!

:)

Holly said...

I'm worried about the fish. Can your fish be magic and breathe air? Please.

Patty Mooney said...

Try Karaoke! You know you want to. The corridors lead you to a new fun adventure. Maybe Karaoke is something you have buried in your subconscious longing, and you really should at least try it one time. Just to show yourself that you can.