Feb. 6th, 2004

mishalak: A fantasy version of myself drawn by Sue Mason (The Prince)
I rescued a lobster creature and was carrying her through the forest. It was dimly lit as if by an overcast day. The trunks of the pines around me stood out as rough pillars of variegated charcoal and black bark. I walked down a little into a shallow gully and back up the other side, the dark green canopy above me. And there I came to the edge. A series of glass doors set in a long, maybe endless, concrete bay. I could easily see through them as they were the type of door that is one thick sheet of glass with a handle set into it. There was a LED sign above each showing its status. Behind them a city at sunset, a dark smoggy place with a wide freeway immediately before me. I could see an oil refinery beyond, and far off, there was the ocean that was my goal. I stepped onto the old and pockmarked concrete before the doors. It was clean though it was in the middle of the forest, as if someone came by each day to sweep away needles and dirt. The first door I tried was unlocked and I escaped.
 
mishalak: A fantasy version of myself drawn by Sue Mason (Default)
I am home because I couldn't think with the sudden pain from my tooth. It hurts like seven hells. Called the dentist. He's going to put me on some serrious pain killer, though if I use it I won't be able to drive anywhere tonight. Sometimes the nerve can become inflamed later he said. Don't care right now. Freaky boo it hurts. HURT As bad or worse than the time I stepped on a nail.

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