Movement

Before I start writing about the menagerie of dreams I had last night, I must reflect on other more charming subjects such as stains and guilt over not doing my stretches, traction and sit-ups jesterday (yes, I wrote "jesterday" on purpose). First off, why is it that every single item of clothing I own has a stain and/or tear in it? For crying out loud, I was wearing my fairly new blue dress yesterday whilst I ate my cucumber salad in my office (AKA car) when I managed to stain my dress with the olive oil lemon dressing right near my crotch. Paranoia immediately set in as I wondered whether each person I passed by thought I peed a little on my cute dress. Secondly, I was getting back on track with my exercises and stretches, so why did I hop off of my chiropractor's table, go home and not do them? The answer is my boyfriend came over and we were hungry and we were both tired. We ate ceviche and fish tacos in my office. (Will I ever learn?) Soon after that, I indroduced him to cheating on ice cream with Pinkberry frozen yogurt. This is the closest we will ever come to a threesome. This food frenzy led to lazy book reading. He read about quantum physics and I read Italo Calvino's poetic "Invisible Cities" whilst my roommate serenaded us from her room. Life is good.

The stains, to the eating and finally the book reading led to a wild Mad Hatter's dream world where I was whisked from California, to New York, to Michigan, and to some made up places where it was cold, but ever so beautiful. Everyone was there chattering stories and teeth. I listened to the stories webbing around me and cocooning me as I stared longingly out windows at skycrapers, canals and helicoptors. The urgency of life tugged at me excellerating as the minutes passed and smells of food simmering in the kitchen made my salivary glands come to action. I enjoyed where I was and felt calm amidst the chaos of family and friends. Each time I woke up to go to the bathroom I rushed back to bed to return to my dreams where the flurry of excitement sprinkled my smiling face.

This morning I snuggled my face into my boyfriend's back and realized that over-night we had travelled together and it it didn't cost a penny.