Art by MeddygonThere is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.

Last Night’s Dreams:

The dream started at some awards show. I was the lighting/stage crew, so I began tearing everything down after it had finished. People had forgotten things behind the stage, such as t-shirts and music stands. People had returned their shirts, too, because they were too small. I gave them new ones.

I walked home from the event with Jorenko. A man steps up to us and asks us for money. I keep walking, but Jorenko slows down. I turn around, grab Jorenko, and say, “Let’s go.” The man follows us, and I grab Jorenko’s Leatherman, and threaten the man to back off, or I’ll cut him. He goes.
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I finally learned by example how the mind can fatigue the body.

At work, I was tired as hell, but I still did my job. I had no physical reason to be tired. I hate my job, though.

I got off work at 10pm. I walked to Dennis’ Place for Games and played Pump it Up . . .

. . . for three hours straight. No breaks. Not many others were playing, so it was just me, me, me.

Then I walked home, as if I hadn’t expended any energy.

As for the dance scores – I’m getting S’s in Monkey Magic (level 3), Take On Me (level 4), and, of course, Save Us (level 2)