heart of a broken story

one time i had a dream about you.

i was in a theatre. it was a large theatre but it was simple. One giant red velvet curtain. i was standing on the stage and you were sitting in the audience and you had one leg crossed in a square so that your ankle rested on your other knee. it was a very you way to sit. i think you had some facial hair...

i turned around and you were sitting the exact same way in a chair on the stage, a few feet away from me.

i turned again and there you were sitting in the left side of the audience-5th or 6th row, and also in the right side of the theatre a little closer up.. in the center section, always sitting in that same position, until the theatre was almost full of yous.

i am gonna make it though this year, if it kills me!

i wish

Today:

something is not right with me..

i looked up at my windowsill this morning and this is what I saw..
that is when i realized that i have a problem..
a serious problem.
drinking in bed.
(also: thanks to rachel i think i will drink all drinks out of cocktail glasses for the rest of my life!)

no sleep 'till Brooklyn

i didn't think i would be an aunt again until January.. but surprise!

Brooklyn Kennedy Viduarri born 3 lbs. 11 oz. Healthy and Happy..

an ankle.. an earlobe.. an elbow bone..
what wonder...

December First (((2009)))

when i woke, i took the backdoor to my mind...

The Treehouse Song - Ane Brun