i had a dream about being taken to egypt without knowing last night. i dreamt that there were public spiral showers sprinkling glistening water, a panini truck that was actually a house for seven cheerleaders on a mission, nude children playing soccer, and me and some other people from the ceramics studio there. george, this guy from the ceramics studio, said he took my old student id and scanned it online somewhere and finanical aid covered the $1800 departure fee for me and i guess i was so tired that i didn't even know i was flying across country. then that's how i got my instagram southwest airline pictures.
i checked. the instagram pictures are still there, but they're only from the start of my departure from lax. gosh, i guess being up for 20 hours just doesn't work for me anymore. being home, i just want to eat those homemade vegan pumpkin chocolate chip cookies that jennifer made and hug my new map bag that my mom got for me. i don't want to do any of my drawings, my paper, or painting. i just want to sleep on my comfortable bed under all those cozy thick blankets and stare out the window even though it's sunny as hell. i'd just put the blinds down. coming back for break each time just means work. it's so stressful and painful to be honest. the right thing to do sometimes is just exhausting.
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