My brain has finally figured out that the only way to convince me of its worth is to do amazing things that i have no control over. Last night it chose a dream. Not just any dream, but an epically long dream that wove together things that are present in all of my dreams into one neverending story that is still playing out somewhere in the back of my head right now. It was a dream that moved forward without pause… swapping genders of characters so they could have the same history but play a new part, inserting concise flashbacks to explain things that didn’t make sense the first time through, and augmenting anything that seemed like nonsense with tidbits of my actual life as supporting evidence. I could never explain the entire thing to you because it barely makes enough sense to me to appreciate it, but i definitely appreciate what i’m packing in-between my ears a lot more right now than i did 24hours ago.
And, on that note, i’m cutting all of my classes today.
[…] I just (for the first time ever) caught wind of someone plagiarizing my content for their own nefarious uses. The site itself seems to have disappeared, but Google has faithfully cached the one offending page here. Strangely enough, i located it via a referral from a the search “that the only way to convince me of its worth is to do amazing,” which sounded oddly familiar because i wrote it here. Further perusal reveals that this post was also partially lifted. The only other pages from “Bellylicious” that Google seems to have cached are all just index files or in other languages, and i can’t seem to locate an active email link on any of them, so i’ve hit a dead-end in locating the perpetrator. […]