Sunday, February 7, 2010

and now back to our regularly scheduled program.

Or not.  I'm still recovering, and if I ever complained of a lack of inspiration in the past *sputter* now I have a headful of hazy cotton.

But my dreams, when I am napping are a colorful burst of hyper-realism and surrealism. like Gaugin, Dali and Magritte threw a party and worked on the same canvas.

I can't write those.  They are too colorful and plot twisted into nonsense. When I awake, they disappear, leaving a rainbow infused wake behind them.

And I am starting to go stir crazy.  Just a little. 


  1. Wow. Can I come visit your dreams?

  2. Ah, sounds like my post-c-section, percocet induced dreams. Hope the recovery continues to go well, rainbow wake dreams and all.

  3. thanks, lisa and jen. turns out i had an allergic reaction to the pain killer i was on after a few days, so have been going without, making it a bit slower going than anticipated. thanks for stopping by.


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