Tuesday, April 14, 2009


I dreamt last night that I was back in Disneyland. It was crowded and the energy was high. The lines were long - longer than they were when we were really there. I remember weaving through the ropes... back and forth and back again... for seemingly forever. As I neared the front of the line, I realized it wasn't a ride at all for which I was waiting. I heard myself say to my friend, "I'm waiting in line to die."

I wanted to cry then. I want to cry now.

Wondering... where in my life am I simply waiting to die?

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