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Sunday, August 31, 2003


*points left*
I added a quote I liked to the sidebar there. Observe and... digest, I suppose.

It's from The Last Unicorn, by Peter Beagle. Schmendrick the magician was always one of my favourite characters, and I still dream about playing him in a film. That would be fantastic.

"Great heroes need great sorrows and burdens, or half their greatness goes unnoticed. It is all part of the fairy tale."

I read the book again last night, which was part of the reason I was so late for bed, heh. But I enjoyed it. I like reading late at night, it helps me relax before going to sleep. Although the sleep I get might not necessarily be so relaxed.

Bad night in
I've no idea why, but I woke up at about five-ish, I think, feeling very afraid. I've not been that scared of the dark in years, but then I just wanted to get out. I've no idea where, but just somewhere out of that room. It's bizarre. There was a strange smell in the air, kind of... plasticky rubber. I knew it, but couldn't place it. I wondered if closing my ventilator had made me start to inhale the smell of the toys, heh. I coulnd't help thinking it was some kind of warning, like something had happened to someone. I hope it hasn't. But yeah... very strange.

I had to put the music on before I could sleep again; then I had a strange dream about being on holiday somewhere in Cornwall with the Hartley Household (my reenactment group) and I kept being pulled away every time I went to look in a superstore for toys. At the perfume desk was an artist I'd wanted to talk to, but I wasn't sure whether it was actually her. Whenever I tried to say anything I lost my nerve and ran away, and I could never get in the right position to see her name tag. I never managed to in the end, but had a conversation by a phone box with Derren instead o_O; More bizarre.

I'd love to remember some of the other dreams I've had. There've been some really nice ones that I've never been able to get down in time. Like the dragons in the shed.

Maybe some other day, heh.

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