Wednesday, November 6

i couldn't sleep until sometime past 6am although i went to bed at around 2am. for some reason, it is when i am trying to go to bed, that my creative juices flow the most. ideas for what kitchen would look like, things i want to cook, how i would cook it, ideas for a book i'd like to write, ideas for a movie, ideas for something to paint, ideas for dunks that would surely win the slam dunk contest. as much as i try to quelch these thoughts, new ideas keep popping into my head.

someone suggested counting sheep once, but while i am seeing those sheep jumping the fence, i start to see that their wool coats aren't that white, that it is quite dirty and scraggly on their underside, in fact. the green grass wet with dew becomes alive, the grain of the wood fence comes into focus, and i find my mind churning, totally awake.

ARGH!!

yakob at 2:45 PM

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