magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

i have the hardest time getting out of bed in the morning. i just like dreaming too damn much. it's like spending time in another magical realm, so much more alive and vibrant than the waking world tends to be. in one of the most vivid ones this morning, i woke up and got out of bed, and looked out the window to see about three feet of snow on the ground. in another i was inspecting these old, overgrown train tracks with gale (who was walking), and there were amazing patterns in the tracks and rocks and trees.