Saturday, July 10, 2004

got my bean in a coffee cup next to my seat.

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky,
When we walked in fields of gold

So she took her love,
For to gaze awhile,
Among the fields of barley,
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me,
Will you be my love,

Among the fields of barley?
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

[audiophile : fields of gold/ eva cassidy]

this makes me think of all things bright and beautiful. :)

and i'm drowning in penny and me, again and over again. the title of this entry is from that song. wanted to look at hanson's new album underneath today at borders but couldn't find it. pooooo! met jean who works there, and to whom i say yes, absolutely!

mean girls was really funny for a teenage chick flick. lindsay lohan is charmingly likable. i remember her from the parent trap waaaay back when i was a kid and watched it on the plane back from australia. mik, pea and i enjoyed ourselves thoroughly.

i had a lucid dream about you yesterday night and it was so real i was quite shaken when i awoke. if our dreams are directly related to what we think about in the daytime, can it be that what i dreamt of was what i secretly desired? but shouldn't i know better?

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

i'm always either ego tripping at the gates of hell or walking in fields of gold. i've been lucky, it's been the latter for some time. mostly thanks to the wonderful company i've been keeping. i guess this sick cycle carousel will stop soon...

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