One Million

Had difficulty sleeping last night due to a slight cold. But also dreamt that I was composing nearly one million stories in my head. I saw groupings of words form sentences and sentences form paragraphs and paragraphs form whole novels. It felt overwhelming but engaging nonetheless.

Pretty Engaging

Someone once told me it is better to want to know who you are than not have any clue or desire. I don't recall who it was that said this but he was pretty engaging. Next thing I knew I was soaring up over the highest mountains and the thickest arrogance.

A part of me remains with the human race. But my majority surrounds the ether of all existence.

Affable

 I drew some simple miniature drawings. There's a total of nine. They were done with permanent markers on smooth Bristol board. I pretty much just drew the first thing that flowed through me.

Live long and prosper! :-)