well, i must admit it. i missed english class today. first class i've missed this quarter! i'm just so tired all the time, and we hardly ever do anything important in english. so i slept. and dreamed. lots of dreams, actually. :o) one of them was especially nice, even though it was interupted by my alarm going off. doesnt that always happen? usually, i can make my dream start again, but i was too fully awakened to do it this time.

i wonder, where is the point in your consiousness when you go from awake to asleep? when i am laying in bed, awake (or so i think) have i been not noticing it as i slipped into sleep and then woke up again, still thinking i have been awake the whole time? earlier this week, i took a nap... i was aware of what was going on in the real world, of a hand on my back, yet i was dreaming. i was in a darkened room, with a video screen playing high on the left side of the room. the camera was slipping past objects in some sort of office. it kinda looked like a music video or something. past a light orange chair on purplish blue carpet, a leafy green houseplant, up and down a door with a silver nameplate on it... very artistic. it was a strange dream, but nice.