I had a really cool dream last night, I mean the kind that if you write it down it would be an awesome novel or a really cool, offebeat film. Kinda David Lynch-y.

The horrible thing is that I don’t remember it. The alarm went off this morning as everything was coming to a close and threads were winding up. And I have forgotten most of it. I remember very clearly that it had to do with hair. Yes, hair. It was used as a vehicle for exploring individuality.

I gotta try to remember more. Perhaps I can write down enough bits to weave a new story out it.

As an aside, I am really diggin’ the new Evanescence song.

— Highmoon
Sneaking a moment at work.