Friday, May 17, 2013

Last Night

He had a dream that he was in a hotel room and that a bunch of girls were in there hitting on him relentlessly.

I dreamt that I was in a hotel room with a bunch of other girls and the guy who actually had the room was flirting heavily with me.

What is life. 

Monday, May 13, 2013

Saturday, April 3rd, 2010


She knew that she could be destined for greatness. At one time, she felt the need to push herself in that direction, as if any lone force she exerted could strengthen the resolve of Destiny. But doing so had worn her down in such a way that she could only conclude that her efforts must be futile. That sort of success did not make her happy, nor did it, by itself, subtract from her joy, but rather she had learnt that her emotions were entirely independent of it.
So she slowed down just a bit and found herself more in harmony with the rest of the world, and felt the sensation of moving around in the same direction as everything else, yet somehow, simultaneously being pulled away to an entirely different destination, as if she were a balloon that floats around every nook and cranny of a room as it slowly finds its way towards the ceiling.
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I wrote that three years ago. I noted at the bottom that I had no idea where this outburst came from and that it was most likely incoherent nonsense.
As I reread it this morning, though, it's basically proof to me that I've met the aliens Vonnegut writes about in Slaughterhouse-Five.
This is the life I have right now, and I didn't know I already knew it.