Retold

I had this really weird dream last night that I cannot get out of my head!  I’ve been thinking about it all day and while it’s a somewhat mundane dream, it’s in there and it’s not going anywhere, so I thought it might help if I got it out.  Sometimes, that helps.

So, the dreams starts when we’re camping.  This is really, really weird since we’re not campers.  Matt and I were in this huge motor-home on the banks of Wizard Island. Now, ever since I saw this place on a slide in my geology class a year ago, I’ve been dying to go there. Absolutely dying to go!!  This is weird for two reasons, first, you can’t camp on Wizard Island.  Second, even if you could, it would be tent camping since access to the island is by tour boat only.  So, to be parked in a camper on the island is strange.  Anyway, it was daylight all the time, the sun never went down and Matt started talking to me about find a place to get motorhome repairs because the fridge is almost empty because the replicator was broken.  Obviously that makes no sense because motorhome repairs has nothing to do with food, and because there’re no buildings or people on Wizard Island, and because, well, replicators are Star Trek technology.

Anyway, he would not give up on this motorhome repair thing, he just kept harping on it while I was trying to enjoy the lake.  He kept insisting that we were going to run out of food, but I didn’t care. I kept telling him that we had to go swimming in the lake, we had to!  But, he kept telling me there was no way to get the motorhome into the water, so we couldn’t go swimming.  I didn’t care, I wanted to go swimming, I couldn’t stop looking at the water.  I was mezmerized by the lake.

Anyway, days pass and he’s never stopped insisting that we’re going to starve if we don’t get a motorhome repair to fix the replicator.  The weird thing was, I didn’t care if I starved to death, as long as I could be near the lake.  It was like it had some magical control over me.  I just stayed with it and tried to go in and swim, but Matt wouldn’t let me.  Then, quite suddenly, I ran into the lake and felt like I was being embraced and Matt screamed that I was going to die, but I didn’t, I just floating around on the lake.  Weeks went by and I floated there, never eating, while Matt yelled at me from the shore about getting the motorhome repaired.  Neither of us wasted away, though we hadn’t eaten anything, and we were stuck in this cycle.  Then, I sank under the water of the lake and could see everything through the glassy water like I was really far away and then I woke up.

Now, this dream is absolutely stuck in my head and it makes no sense, it just makes me want to go to Wizard Island more than I already did. Maybe the lake will magically control me and I’ll float around and never need food. Ha!  The things that on on in my head are crazy as hell sometimes.

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I was watching Fine Living on Monday evening, while studying for my Geology test.  If you’ve ever seen this channel, you know they focus largely on vacations and luxury homes, things like that.  I like to dream, though I have no interest in most fine luxuries.  I like to think I’m watching it for research, I am a writer after all!  Anyway, they were talking about vacations around the world and I got to thinking about where I might like to go on vacation.  You know what I came to realize?  I would really like to take a cruise.  Okay, I admit this could partially because I was studying geological features, such as ocean basins.  My brain might have been combining the oceanic geology with the vacation background noise, but either way, I think someday I would really like to take a cruise!

Have you been on a cruise?  I hear it’s amazing.  With the summer in full swing, my day dreaming mode is on full power!

At this point, I do have to share something with you.  I went, with my ex-husband, to the Queen Mary Seaport in Long Beach, CA in 1998.  Everything was fine while we toured the guts of the ship, but when I got up on the deck, I got motion sick.  If you’ve ever been to the Queen Mary, you know that she’s in dry dock.  There’s water around her, but she’s sitting on the sandy shelf in the bay.    As I stood, looking out over the choppy water of the bay, I began to feel really sick.  It was at this point that we decided it was best to move our trip to the gift shop, on solid ground and go see the Spruce Goose (at this time, the Queen Mary and the Spruce Goose were being shown together).  I couldn’t even stand on a ship in dry dock without getting sick!  Do I still want to take a cruise?  Yup, sure do!!

While most people take Caribbean cruises, or go to Mexico or Hawaii, I think I’d  really like to take an Alaskan cruise!  I have very little interest in baking in the humid Caribbean heat, even if the water is remarkably blue.  I’d much rather be floating on a cruise ship, way up north, watching the frosty land and glacial ice drift by!  Besides, Caribbean cruises require you to wear a bathing suit, something I would never do publicly!  Sweaters and mittens are more my speed.  My only fear is that we’d go on an Alaskan cruise and Matt would want to stay there!  Hell, I might want to stay there, now that Sarah Palin’s gone!  Ha!  That’s an entirely other topic.

I hear cruise ships have sprawling dining rooms that host formal dinners, a bar, spa’s to get a massage or facial.  Sounds amazing to me.  The only thing I’d have to figure a way around is the motion sickness.  As I sit here, typing this, I’m feeling a little ill at the very idea of motion sickness.  This is a serious problem for me.  No dream vacation could be a dream with motion sickness.  So, I would have to spend the whole time doped up on Dramamine, but it would totally be worth it!

It would cost us $1,250 per person for a 7 day cruise, and I’m pretty sure that doesn’t include the airfare to get there.  We’d also need passports, I think, since it goes into Canada.  Still, cruises are all inclusive, they include the meals and the stateroom and for that price per person, we would have a nice stateroom with a balcony.  It drops to about $850 per person with a smaller stateroom.  Sadly, the cost is crazy so we’re not going to be going on any cruises any time soon.  That doesn’t mean we won’t go on one ever, I’m going to keep it in mind for the future… the way, way future.

I can’t wait until that future is a reality.  For the time being, a girl can dream, can’t she?

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…..`·.¸.·Kristyn

I can’t believe it’s Monday again already.  I really want the weekend back!!  This week is going to be a long and painful and if I make it through it’ll be a miracle.  I have an absolute ton of school work to do and I have to take the stupid writing proficiency exam on Thursday.  Honestly, that test is the least of my worries because there is zero way I can fail it, but it’s one more thing I’m going to have to add to an already hectic schedule.  Matt’s going to want my attention, when I really need to spend the week (yes, the whole week) reading like crazy because I have a two part midterm worth like 40% of my grade due at the end of the week — I have 6 chapters to read for that midterm.  Never mind the outline for my speech which is due later in the week and all the bulletin board response work I have to do for both my speech class and my film studies course.  Online classes are a pain in the ass.  I revel in the knowledge that this is my LAST summer as an undergrad!  From here on out, the only summer classes I’ll be taking are graduate level!  I cannot wait for this summer to end, I don’t know that I’ve ever wanted anything so badly… except maybe graduation!  December needs to get it’s ass here!

Anyway, it’s 6:50am and I can’t seem to stay focused on anything.  Instead, I’m here, talking to you, complaining about all the stuff I have to do this week (rather than doing it).  Not just talking, I have a picture to share .  I took it this morning at about 6:30.  It was much more pink about ten minutes before, but I wasted that time stealing the batteries out of one of the remotes for my camera. Like the other pics from last week, it was taken in the back, behind the house, along the fence that separates us from Lonestar Arena and the angle is weird because I was trying to catch the whole gradient sky, orange to blue.  Click it if you want to see it bigger.

It’s so unusual but I find, as Matt’s working nights and I’m awake when the sun both goes down and comes up, I really prefer dawn to dusk.  It’s still cool at dawn, the air’s crisp and fresh after a long still night.  Yes, I like the night, too.  Dusk, on the other hand, is usually still hot and by the time the sun’s going down, the air has a stale quality.  I don’t like it, other than to say that anything which rends the sun from the sky is fine by me.  So, all that said, you’re liable to see a lot of pictures of sunrises as I get the inspiration to take them.  I really wish I had a better camera!  My sad little thing is 3.1 mega pixels, which is why the pictures always look a little grainy.

Anyway, I’m off to make a pot of coffee so Matt has fresh java when he comes in.  Then, I should probably start reading those 6 chapters for my midterms.  I hope you had a good weekend!!

God, I hate Mondays.

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…..`·.¸.·Kristyn