nowhere near brilliant

(nope...you don't get a photo tonight...you get a picture i colored. whatever. look, i just found out how to use a scanner. it's exciting. shut it)

i don't have much to say tonight. in fact, i don't even know why i'm on this page, typing these words into this computer. i was just drawn here. hold on, maybe i have something brilliant to say and i was meant to come here to let it out...hold on....um...wait...i can feel it...it's on the tip of my tongue...hold it...guess not. i really have nothing. i've thoroughly wasted my time; but, most of all, i've wasted yours. sorry.

now i feel like i should say something. OH. i got somethin. i had the strangest dreams last night. there was one with this abandoned lake house with a light colored wooden dock that bent to the left on a dusty blue/green pond, with spring green weeds all around it blowing lightly in the breeze. the sky was a dusty blue/grey/yellow combo (it was like a monet up to here) and then, there was a tornado that came out of nowhere and i had to break into the house to go down into the basement. for real. it was pretty intense. i think people died but i can't remember for sure. come to think of it, all of my dreams have been pretty crazy lately...vivid and full of story. wonder why?

ok...now i feel like i've told you something. it was a pretty stupid something, but it works.

i'm going to go keep listening to willie nelson now.