Last night, I had a dream.
C and I were walking around a white place...
We were wearing these flowing white robes, and we sat down on a white bench that seemed to connect with the endless world of white around it.
We were about to hold hands, when everything went dark. I think that was when I woke up.
I remember feeling happy. Like I was in the place I wanted to be.
We were practicing with the school band today (all of the wind instruments and drums), and I realized why I was never attracted to those instruments.
They're even more obnoxious than the violin (no offense to wind players or violins)! I like low, non-obnoxious sounds. That's why the viola suits me, I guess. :)
I have to go draw, color code, and label a brain.