woke dreaming

it is so rarely the case that i wake up dreaming and remember the dream or even bits of a dream but there was a conversation remnant rattling through the brain as i stumbled back into consciousness a bot earlier and it only goes to show, it's always something (though seldom the memory of a dream)... i actually was not sure if i actually had a conversation with someone on the phone and fell asleep during the conversation or if i dreamed the whole thing... according to the dream, or what i think was a dream, i was having trouble hearing the person... i woke with the phone on my chest and a new text message with a photo of jackson's bedroom in it... yes, it was jackson on the phone in the dream... once again the nuances of the brain intrigue and amuse and leave me wondering, is it live or is it memorex... among other obscure references...

and now, instead of getting a long solid night's sleep, i napped for two hours and have been awake for two hours and will be heading to work in seven hours, though i should head in in six but i don't feel that dedicated this week... in fact, i don't feel at all dedicated this week...

so how are you doing amidst all the emoness of the last few weeks of the (e)thereal?... it would be sweet if you were as amused as i was, sweeter still if you were the one and we moved in together and lived happilly ever after, but i'll settle for a grunt as acknoledgement that you are still alive and we still exist... not that i expect even that, but hey, i keep asking cuz i care...

how you doin?