lithera | Strange...

I had a dream about giving blood last night. A lot of blood. I was draining it out because someone needed it and I was collecting it in a glass jar. I was going to give it to the blood bank people later. I kept bending my arm (the left) and shoving the needle further into my arm than it needed to go. I would pull the needle and some of the tubing slowly back out of my arm. It had to be my blood, too. Finally when I pulled the needle out, it was rather wide around and there were bits of flesh inside of it due to me pushing it in and out. Though once the needle was out the hole was rather small. The strangest part was, I was in my room at home. It took me a few moments to remember that it wasn't something that happened. My arm stung this morning in the way it does after giving blood. So odd.

Last night was pretty good. I enjoy vaccuuming. Maybe I'm strange but I've always enjoyed it. It is calming and soothing to me in a way that not too much else is. Maybe I'll figure that out sometime. Buffy was nice. It didn't end up totally and that was fine. I like an open world. If for no other reason that it leaves everything open for my imagination. And you know what? Angel was the best I've seen him in years. And I need to think it out some more, but I have a theory, as it were.

I'm finding myself more honestly comfortable around people again. I'm letting down my shields again and to be quite honest, I have no idea what changed or when. There is less of the watching myself from a distance. I'm more comfortable with touching as well. Maybe I'll figure it out some time.