Suzi (k00kaburra) wrote,

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Raven wings spread to the sky

Yume: Everything's dark and I'm all alone in the room without walls, only a ceiling and raven feathers scattered across the ground. The ceiling and the floor are both shiny, so everything reflects back and against each other. I wonder what holds the ceiling up...
I'm wearing black with yards and yards of lace, black delicate lace from 18th-century Europe. It's very intricate, this lace, and it pours from bell-sleeves and a sweetheart neckline, and of course from layer after layer of crinoline petticoats.

I'm sewing the feathers together to form a pair of wings. It's hard work; my fingers are sore and have been pinpricked time and again. After all, I'm working in blackness. I can't see what I'm doing, only feel the feathers in my hands. When the wings are done, do I use them to fly? Or are they only being made for the sake of keeping busy?

I think I'm going to have a round of eBay auctions so I can pay for school. Otherwise, I have no money for parking permits, tuition, books, etc. Damn. I need to buy a parking permit before Monday. Shoot. Guess I'll go through my piles of junk that have accumulated over the years and see if any of it is marketable. I could always sell clothes, but that's really a last resort. :P I have a lot of manga I don't bother with, tho', so that could go and maybe pull in a couple of bucks. I suppose it'd be much easier to just sell them directly, but I can't think of any takers off-hand.

If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by?

It's April. That just seems so weird. It ought to be January; I'm not ready for time to fly so fast right now! I'm getting older and older and nothing's getting accomplished. Dang.

It's been a yucky difficult week. Spring break is supposed to be fun; this one sure wasn't. Ah well...there's always next time. But if this is any indication of how the summer will be, I think I'll run away to Yosemite and never come back after the last final in June. I'll live with the bears.

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