Day New

I am typing in bed.  blogging in bed.  Never take my computer away from it's holder.   I have got to do new things.  my body is hungry.  I need more and more and more learning and creating and doing.  I need to be around more and more people.  I give my gifts, I create my gifts.  I am I am I am.
  I am awake in my dream.   2 million it has to be 2 because then I already have one.  That is such fun.  I have art in gallerys, I sell moss, I sing and play and sell songs and I am in front of people all the time being.  I am being awake in my dream.  

I can not allow anyone to take that away from me.  Not even myself.  Our mind is like chicken wire.  It has big holes in it. 
Thoughts come in and out.  but if you are chicken you can't get out of the pen.   I am not chicken. I love chicken wire and I create magnificent things with it.

I have such vivid dreams that I wake up with the emotional hangover from them.  Sometimes not wanting to wake up. Sleeping is one of my great escapes.  writing on the computer and having a wonderful breeze come in the window is a brand new experience.  And I am really taking to this being so portable.

While awake in this dream I love many things.  My guitar, my cowboy boots, bunny, Cooper, my yoga matt, my cushion I meditate on.  My patio with the firepit.  I love my digital camera and working on the camera to make unusual effects.  I love my computer especially now that it can go anywhere with me.  HA.   I knew that. but just never did it.   I can email and look up things from here, what a great great deal.  Wireless,  Is this the first time I have thought of that.  HA.    good night.