I’ve just re-read an
older LJ post and pondered the sentences “After all, the whole “grown-up” and “mature” descriptors are purely ficticious constructs anyway. All it really means is behaving how the mob wants you to behave, despite that no one individual would voluntarily cripple themselves in such a way.
Thinking about it, people do voluntarily cripple themselves that way, some even fulling knowing the consequences (although that is the minority). But why? Fear? But fear of what? You know I think these days, where there are few physical threats beyond diseases, people can blow percieved social threats totally out of proportion…
Okay, it’s a bit corny posting my dream here, but it’s so rare that I actually remember my dreams, I’ll take the opportunity. Normally my dreams fade away in the morning. But I won’t bore you with it if you don’t want to read it.
In my dream I was enjoying a long conversation with someone via
OKCupid. We were getting on so well that despite the fact that we had never met, we decide we would travel to Africa together. Feeling we really ought to meet, we arrange that I should meet her at her house in London. To my chagrin, L. decides to come along. I remember the OKCupid girl being about 5′6″, slightly younger than me, with straight, dark-brown hair. Not stunningly attractive, but cute enough. After a while (time is always difficult to judge in dreams) of chatting and arranging the trip to Africa, L. is sent off to go and get the car, allowing OKCupid girl and I to.. well, get to know each other a little better. After that intimimate interlude, plans for Africa are finalised and I leave on foot, intending to walk home. I remember the dissapointment when L. comes by in the car to pick me up.
That’s it. Not particularly deep, but it was a dream I remember lucidly
Someone I know on ER wrote this and I thought I’d share:
The figure
shape
curve
of smooth skin
warm smile
cause for
tremor
shakes
a wanting
power
out of reach
