thunder and rain fill the air, but the chaos clears up.

Safe and sound in Cape Cod. Arrived last night after about a 6:15hr drive. Made pretty good time except for congestion on the Merritt Parkway due, I think, to a speed trap. Decent steady rain currently here in West Falmouth. Everything is looking really leafy and green. Last night was actually full on cold, but I’ve stocked up on blankets this time so I don’t have to drape a towel over me in the middle of the night. Had a hella weird dream last night that I was, I think, working at some high school in the city or something and I went outside and there was random shit falling from the sky, like big plastic pieces from helicopters and whatnot. Everybody was walking around in a daze, wondering what the hell was going on. Then somehow we realized that the fabric of the world itself was coming undone. Somebody gave me this plastic bag of magic sand that I could throw on stuff, Ubik-style, to prevent its degradation. The sand was gray, I used it sparingly: mostly on people. I think Homer Simpson may have been in the dream. It may have been somehow his fault that things were the way they were, like we were caught in his fantasy or something. Very PKD, as far as dreams go. And there was this girl from my highschool I haven’t seen since. She had an urgent but totally confusing message for me. Just like a dream-woman… I remember seeing this location, a monument plaza in town I’d never seen before - though I recognized some elements of it. She gave me this elaborate message scrawled out on paper. She’d been trying to find me to tell me something. And it got weirder from there… but that’s all for now.

82 days left.

Oh and a new tumblr research feed, started yesterday.

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4 Comments

  1. Posted June 9, 2009 at 11:30 am | Permalink

    Hexagram 46 http://www.ichingonline.net/

    You are progressing, rising inch-by-inch toward certain success. What makes this assured is your refusal to tilt headlong toward your goal, slamming into obstacles and going mad with frustration.

  2. Julia
    Posted June 9, 2009 at 8:04 pm | Permalink

    Hey, those are my clouds. I saw them on the internet before you did.

  3. Julia
    Posted June 9, 2009 at 8:08 pm | Permalink

    82 days left until what?

  4. Posted June 9, 2009 at 10:13 pm | Permalink

    till our season’s over

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