Between Here And There
on my way home this evening out of nowhere my mind shared with me this little tidbit -- you haven't written anything lately. actually, it was more specific telling me i hadn't written any poetry lately. not a thought, a line, a word, nothing. i didn't even believe myself and checked. sure enough i hadn't. it is startling revelation to say the least and i'm not quite sure what to make of it.
dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.
-- william dement
Posted by ac at January 29, 2005 01:05 AM