Tuesday, September 11, 2007


Last night for some reason I had many many strange and vivid dreams. The one that struck me most was this: I was sitting in a libraryish building in a europeanish city, and I was quietly weeping my heart out over my loss of christianity. It actually felt quite cathartic.


Megs said...

love you Bens

baker st jones said...

i like it when i wake from a dream where i have been crying and crying - saves me having to do it in real life, and, yes, seems to have a therapeutic effect