The blogging thing has really gotten into my blood. Perhaps it was Jeff Turbitt's articles on blogging, but just about the time he'd published his 2nd one, I started having blogging dreams. In these dreams, typically, I am reading blogs and identifying what I like, what works and what I think could be better. (This is not the version of myself that I would like to have show up in my dreams!)
My favorite and most vivid dream so far was a blog post titled 50 Reasons Why My Life Is Half-Full. In my dream, I immediately wanted to edit "life" to "glass." The first reason on the list was "I live in a desert." Who wrote this blog post? What did it mean? I'm not sure, because I woke up, and said aloud, "I don't live in a desert, I live in the tropics."
See, I am oriented in all three spheres. No problem. I'm not going crazy! Just loving the blogging life. It's a small part of the writing life I also want to have, and love the little bits I pull out of thin air.
Who else dreams about their blogging?
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Last week I had a dream that some nasty bug had laid eggs under my skin and when I popped the blister, bright shiny red eggs oozed out. I wonder what THAT means?!
Sounds like it means you should be signed up for Script Frenzy with Boni and me, and writing a movie script!
Something/one is getting under your skin? You had to pop the blister, they didn't come out on their own? Hmmmm
i talked in my sleep about blogs after a blogger meet up once. :)
Way to go, Marianas Life. Those meet-ups produce an energy that acts as fuel for me, too.
I think Angelo is possessed by an alien culture who want to take over the blog-o-sphere. That's what his dream sounds like to me!
But I still want to know who was blogging in my dream--living in a desert. Any ideas?
I think the reason you are in a desert is because you saw your glass half empty or only half full. Therefore, you are thirsting for something more. In reality, you live in paradise. We all need a reminder that things aren't always as bad as they seem. 50 is half. 50 reasons.
Thanks, Boni. Just so I don't have to pay for the psycho-analysis!
Don't worry, I'm not licensed. Besides counselors aren't supposed to interpret your dreams for you, but it was a short cut. I would have started with "tell me more about the desert...":)
thank for the comment re: poem on fotten readers. most of my encounters with local people have been very positive and i, like you intentionally sought out opportunities to be around non-statesiders. i would say almost all of the staff at hopwood are friendly, warm and welcoming. There are 3 or 4 of the 80 some staff that are vocally and nonverbally "loud" about their distrust, distaste etc. for me and other white teachers. most times i let it roll off my back, make a joke about it etc. but lately its not funny anymore.
Marianas Life--It's never funny to encounter racism. Glad you've got a lot of positive memories to help balance the view.
i dream about words i may have mispelled on my blog.
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