You can't always get what you want. . .

But if you try sometimes. . .

she thinks, type type typing again in the same day

it was a rough day
overall, that is.
The type of day where one discovers that no matter how hard you try,
Sometimes
Your best is not enough.

Enough for who though really?

The battles we fight, of all of the battles we fight, the toughest battle is the one we fight with ourselves.

Strange dream of a large house. . .

She just finished her morning cup sitting at the kitchen table and listening to the songs of a Japanese beat poet.
"What was I going to do?" she thinks, "Oh yes, the dream I had last night."
She sits at the computer. tap tap tap.

"Last night,"
she writes,
"I dreamnt that I was part of a cast filming a movie. In the dream, there were two movies being filmed and I was in one of the movies. The entire cast was staying at a large-ish house. It was an odd house because the actors in the cast had just sort of found it, and since no one was living there, they decided to move in. A couple of cats had been seen in one of the rooms, but no people.
We had all been living in the house for maybe a week----a room with a large jacuzzi like bath had been discovered, and there were several rooms upstairs which remained a mystery as everyone was staying downstairs. I'd made friends with a couple of guys and I had found something strange in one of the rooms upstairs that I wanted to show them. I took my friend up to the room. There was a bed with some pillows and a couple of odd knicknacks around but basically that was it. But, as soon as my friend came in the room, he felt the same thing I did: a presence or a ghost in the room. It was like something being perfectly clear, a fact, the only thing was that it was invisible."

She thinks for a second. The ghost or spirit was what affected me most in the dream, she thinks.