Light Therapy

light therapy

Today might be dreary, but for the first time in 7 months, I am opening my curtains.

This winter might be okay. I feel a little bit better already.

I have had a few interesting dreams this week. Towards the beginning of the week, I dreamt that I was an up-and-coming guitarist. The only hitch was that for some reason every song I played sounded an awful lot like Stairway to Heaven. Later in the week I dreamt that I was meeting up with a number of college friends and acquaintances, one of which I attempted to have lesbian sex with. She freaked out and claimed she was a virgin, but she was lying.

This morning I dreamt that I returned to Truman. I met up with Joyce and she took me to the art gallery. Dr. Shoaff was the new gallery director, and had decided to move the main gallery entrance to the opposite side of the gallery and add a corridor next to it to display additional artwork. I couldn’t decide whether or not I liked the changes to the space. Then a few male students I didn’t recognize threatened to physically assault Joyce and I. I don’t remember whether or not they actually did.

I told Chris Drew the other day that I really want to see Ariel Pink perform again. I feel compelled to see him in L.A. specifically someday. If I ever make it out there, I hope to meet him. No wait, I take that back. I don’t ever want to meet him. Then he would know I exist and the fantasy of it all would be ruined.


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