Friday, April 29, 2011


Between so many of my friends getting engaged and the royal wedding, I was bound to have a weird dream about marriage soon. I think being sick created the perfect conditions for me to have one of the longest and most vivid dreams I've had in a long time.

Because I'm sure you've seen Inception, we all know that dreams start in the middle of the action, so I'll jump right into it:
  • I was in some kind of long-term relationship with a boydon't ask what boy, because I don't remember. I just know he was great.
  • Through some dramatic course of events, this guy broke up with me. I remember being really sad (obviously) and also frantically trying to find someone else to marry. (Apparently it was really important that I got married soon.)
[Okay, now this part is weird, I am trusting that you who are reading this will not judge me for dreaming this next part, after allit was a dream and therefore not something that I could really control.]
  • Somehow I ended up engaged to one of my students. He proposed to me with this insanely huge diamond and I said yes. (I promise I am not planning on dating or marrying any of my students. Ever.)
  • So, I said yes to this kid, but I didn't want to marry him. I didn't really even like him at all, but I knew that I needed to get married, so I decided that I would suck it up and stay engaged.
  • Fast-forward to some time in the future. I found myself at my Grandma's house (but it wasn't really my Grandma's house,) and I saw my dad. I ran up to him and started crying because I was engaged to a 17-year-old that I did't want to marry and I couldn't do anything to fix it. (As you can see, I am not incredibly rational when I dream.)
  • My dad told me that it was going to be alright, and that we should go inside to be with the rest of our family.
  • We went inside, and all of the sudden we were in a giant, super cool office/museum. (It's sort of what I imagine the Google offices to be like, but it was for Verizon.)
  • My mom had grown her hair out to be longer than mine, which was odd to see.
  • My parents, sisters, and I spent the rest of the dream walking through the Verizon office/museum.
What an incredibly bizarre thing to wake up remembering.

Saturday, April 2, 2011


Sometimes I imagine I could dive
into a puddle
as deep as the ocean,

and grow gills and swim
out into the sea.

Underneath the city,
I'd find my way to a
vast, blue, violent stillness
of uncharted water
and no one would ever be able to find me.

There'd be
lovely loneliness where
no one would hurt,
no one would break,
no one would misspeak;
for no one would be there

but the water,
the fishes,
and me in my mermaid skin.