[a n t i j a m s e c t] --------------------------- 2001-07-26 a dream i had sleeping in the moving van dry road sand blowing in a car passenger seat feet up on the dashboard, shoes off, resting my head on my hand, windows rolled down ,hair blowing out , hot air blowing through the car, i'm wearing a black tank top and worn jeans painted toenails no makeup. i feel like i've been on the road for day and days but loving every minute of it, so happy in this car travelling in the desert. snapping pictures out the window. i dance in my seat to the radio singing along laughing and joking with the driver, eating sandwiches and sleeping at night in the backseat or on the ground looking up at the stars. i am curled up with someone, i think it is you but i never see your face. i am doing all this with you and never hear your voice. we are together in my mind and in a physical presence, but i cannot look in your eyes or hear you, but i know what you mean. this dream was so vivid i remember every detail. you had on a navy blue hat. grey shirt. no face. no voice. /maybe i should run away/ [back] [archive] [forth] --------------------------- . | note | book | survey | profile