bryiarrose | (no subject)

i had terribly odd dreams this morning. nice, but terribly odd. they took place at a carleton that was in many ways much more architecturally interesting than the original and involved acting in 6/8 time, being part of exit 69 again, and kissing pretty charismatic boys that don't exist in reality. they had far more detail in some respects than most of my dreams, and i wish there was some way to just remove dreams whole from your subconscious and put them in to a snowglobe type contraption to look at later. these were pretty pretty dreams. dreams which i'm mostly content to enjoy just for that and not attempt to analyze at all.

i feel like i should attempt to be productive today now that i've had a day or two to just lounge and relax. besides working on the designated paper, i think this also means either tackling the laundry or the dishes. both of which are getting out of hand. if anyone wants to make a recommendation as to which i tackle first, it would be appreciated. i'm most likely to be indecisive about it to the point where i do neither. and that's no help. for now, i'm going to continue to indulge myself somehow. the question is, how. i like this no pressure schedule. :)