December 10, 2004

Releasing Dreams

In respect to emotional crap I've been dealing with today, this was very interesting to me. I think there is a short story in here somewhere.


Fiona and I are in the Sauna at the YMCA. She notices the graffiti on the walls, and points it out to me.

"Yes, people do that. They shouldn't though."

"They're releasing their dreams," she says. "I love Ian, see, this girl loves him, but he doesn't love her, so she has to write it here to get it out."

I nod.

The whole time, I'm thinking, God, I wish I had a black marker. A big wet thick black marker. I could fill the whole fucking room.

I'm also thinking, God, my kid is a creative genius. What the hell is she going to be when she grows up?

I'm also thinking, No, honey, it's just like cats peeing all over the house...

Posted by Liz at December 10, 2004 9:27 PM
Comments

See, the thing is, you are both right.

People have to release their dreams, or else it all goes to piss.

She's great.

Posted by: jenn at December 10, 2004 11:00 PM

Wow... that's fantastic.

Posted by: Matt at December 11, 2004 1:44 AM

Cool.

Posted by: Arref at December 11, 2004 10:25 AM

Butcher's paper and a pencil, and a room to yourself. It's the only way to be sure. [grin]

Posted by: MT Fierce at December 11, 2004 4:09 PM

There's some spiritual truth to the releasing dreams idea. Very cool.

Posted by: Nuadha at December 13, 2004 5:06 PM

Dreams! The stuff life is made of!

Posted by: Seeker at December 13, 2004 5:15 PM