The waves speak quietly to me
When the tempest sleeps deep beneath.
I wish that I could give to you
The sun before it weds the west.
— Jason Byron —
Far off now, the beach is a thin strip of dried oatmeal, brittle and…
Archive for the tag 'dreams'
Apr 07 2007
Armor for Sleep
Oct 15 2006
pwned!
This is the first post in an ongoing series I want to write, wherein I document any interesting dreams I have, and failing that, interesting dreams I’ve had in the past.
For some reason, I dreamed a very Counterstrike-like dream last…