winter

Weird dreams again last night. Some pinball-like game, me impersonating a porn star, leaving town by rollerblade on a bridge made of railroad ties and nearly falling off when one came loose -- the usual for the dark half of the year. Funny thing is, even when I'm snuggling up to a friend from high school who always had a crush on me, my dream self is aware that I have this agreement with Wim not to do anything significant with anyone else, and does things which are only mildly indiscreet. Same reason I used a condom the first time I ever had sex in a dream, I suppose. It's good that my subconscious is cautious this way, but sometimes I wish it'd cut loose a little.

Odwalla tangerine juice is here! Yaaaay! It is early this year. I love this stuff, and I always start really wanting it as soon as I have to wake up in the dark. For once I get it before solstice.