It is a dream that is either the coolest boring dream ever, or the most boring cool dream ever.
I dream that I can breathe underwater.
(but usually with clothes.)
And then I wake up.
-A
Friday, August 30, 2013
What Do Alaine's Dream Of?
The dream I chose to share in class is a dream that I have had on more than one occasion. I notice that this dream usually occurs when I am highly stressed or worried about something.
It is a dream that is either the coolest boring dream ever, or the most boring cool dream ever.
I dream that I can breathe underwater.
I just walk along the bottom of a large expanse of water, pushing aside sea weed and looking up at the glittering light of the surface. I'm not far from the top, not in the scary deep, but just below so I notice that I am not where I should be. I am aware that I should panic and try to breach the surface for air, but I am completely tranquil. I am elated. I am walking, underwater, and breathing a substance that should kill me. I have no destination, no end goal, I am just walking.
And then I wake up.
-A
It is a dream that is either the coolest boring dream ever, or the most boring cool dream ever.
I dream that I can breathe underwater.
And then I wake up.
-A
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
All the World's a Stage
And so it is that time again; where friends are reunited, goodbye's are said, and challenges are faced anew.
Welcome back to college.
As I face many thoughts and fears in my fourth year of school, I realize that in my brief time upon the stage I have had more than one metamorphosis. And I am happy to say that most are for the better, since I have become a more self reliable almost-adult.
The not so great changes have been me realizing that people weren't joking when they say that all too familiar sentence, "life isn't always fair". I have lost loved ones, seen loved ones cry, and have listened to the woes of which I can do nothing. I have become aware of the stinging feel of rejection while tasting the bitter waters of hope. It's quite the change from the self absorbed teen that I was only a few years ago.
And so, I come to the point of this blog: To note more changes of thought and feeling while going through Dr. Sexson's Honors class titled "Tracings". I am excited and anxious for this class. I honestly did not know what I was "in for" when registering for the class, but I had heard so many good things that I knew I couldn't miss out on his last semester.
So far, in the short amount of time we've met, I am growing more and more excited by the day. I think this may be one of the best semesters I have had here at MSU. It looks like it will be one for the record books.
Until I blog again...
-A
Welcome back to college.
As I face many thoughts and fears in my fourth year of school, I realize that in my brief time upon the stage I have had more than one metamorphosis. And I am happy to say that most are for the better, since I have become a more self reliable almost-adult.
The not so great changes have been me realizing that people weren't joking when they say that all too familiar sentence, "life isn't always fair". I have lost loved ones, seen loved ones cry, and have listened to the woes of which I can do nothing. I have become aware of the stinging feel of rejection while tasting the bitter waters of hope. It's quite the change from the self absorbed teen that I was only a few years ago.
And so, I come to the point of this blog: To note more changes of thought and feeling while going through Dr. Sexson's Honors class titled "Tracings". I am excited and anxious for this class. I honestly did not know what I was "in for" when registering for the class, but I had heard so many good things that I knew I couldn't miss out on his last semester.
So far, in the short amount of time we've met, I am growing more and more excited by the day. I think this may be one of the best semesters I have had here at MSU. It looks like it will be one for the record books.
Until I blog again...
-A
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