"They say that dreams are only real for as long as they last. Couldnt we say the same about life?" Waking Life, the film, opened my mind last night. So many concepts about life in general, who we are, what it means to be human, to interact with others. What if this is a dream? What if I am just floating along in the best thing that could ever happen? When i walk down the streets of penn state, i see so many other people with ipods in their ears. if nothing else, that is a pure sign of "dont bother me." i do it too, but not as often as i used to. i want to talk with people, to meet people. i remember freshman year when kathleen wouldnt even call for pizza because she was scared of talking on the phone! society has started to shrink away from the full human potential.

i want to draw more. i drew the grateful dead bears and the sublime sun on my desk, and i surprised myself by how well it executed that choice. granted, i was looking at the picture of what i ultimately wanted, but i didnt physically copy it onto my desk, only seperated the picture in my mind and then drew the sections.