1. I stand in a long line. Eventually I stand at a sink and wash ground beef that is partially frozen. It takes me over an hour. When I finish I look for the person who is going to grade me on my performance. When I turn my back, my cousin steals my work. Someone tells me that he is no longer like one of the family- he’s changed. I am surprised that my cousin would steal from me. I encounter a friend of my cousin’s and the man tells me that “People from Jersey are different, they don’t care.” He is nonchalant. He seems like a surfer.
2. A new animal has been discovered in a remote area- it’s a flying lion. Nowhere has anyone discovered a flying lion before. I watch footage of the animal. It’s tail is about 20 feet long and has flat disk shapes every few feet- this is what helps it fly.
My boyfriend gives me a diamond ring. The stone is quite large, about the size of chickpea. Suddenly the diamond gets larger and now it is the size of a plum. I look into the ring and see the zodiac constellations swirling inside. I have a rush of wonderful warm feelings but I don’t know which finger to put the ring on. I put the ring on one of the fingers of my right hand.
Researchers have discovered the less you use your brain’s frontal lobes, the more you see yourself through rose-colored glasses.
“In healthy people, the more you activate a portion of your frontal lobes, the more accurate your view of yourself is,” says Jennifer Beer, a University of Texas assistant professor of psychology.
“And the more you view yourself as desirable or better than your peers, the less you use those lobes.”
Those findings are being published in the February edition of the journal NeuroImage…
Interesting.
In a house I see an undecorated Xmas tree. There is a kitten with orange fur and large blue eyes in the tree. The kitten grows into a cat and then I realize that it is actually a fox. The fox bites down hard, lengthwise, on my right index finger, but does not draw blood. I can see the fox’s sharp teeth and I feel the pain of the bite intensely. The fox is a real, wild fox. I open the front door of the house and the fox runs out into the sun towards the forest. On the small front porch is a group of fruit half-eaten by animals. I wonder who left it there.
If you don’t have something nice to post don’t post anything at all.
My dashboard is overrun with mediocrity.
I just unfollowed 25 people.
dune by Sarah Lee
by Jack Conway
01. We met on an astrology forum. Our relationship is analyzed through the intricate...
by Jack Conway
01. We met on an astrology forum. Our relationship is analyzed through the intricate...
Well, very true if my girlfriend marries someone else.
I’m serious.