So, I have arrived! The car trip was amazing. brutus, my aunt's dog, got sick. So he crapped all over my cousin and aunt, soda fountian style. Oh, don't think I'm lucky, I got mine later on.

I forgot my digicam on top of her car and we jetted. Upon our return ten minutes later, the camera was lying on the side of the road, guts hanging out. I cried. I will surely miss it, especially these next two weeks. What is the point of remembering a vacation if you can't capture it in your own POV? =(

Last night I didn't sleep well. Around 4 AM I woke up from dreamland to sounds at the door. The dogs weren't affected, so I tried not to worry too much. I'd like to think if there was someone trying to get in, the dogs would sense it.

Dreamland was cirque de freaky. A sideshow type celebration was going on in this town, and an Ex was there. He and my aunt had gotten close over the computer and I didn't even know. I got jealous, but I was dead anyway so what did it matter? Yeah, I was in yellow-white rags during the whole dream, too. Casperish, with a vengence.

Boo!

Today, the itenerary includes a trip to the Locomotive museum. I am excited. My hair looks like Josie's, from the Pussycats.

NC makes me think of Chris, more. Not longing, mind you, just remembrance. But remembrance doesn't always feel too good, either.

back N forth//back N forth

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