dream of now, dream of then

waking up in 3.5 hours to go VOTE.  and i still have a long, boring article to read for class tomorrow (there is a quiz, otherwise, trust me, i would blow it off). 
the last time i had to be up so early, i just never went to bed the night before...why not, you ask?
well...
it wasn't homework, and it wasn't obama, i'll tell you that much.

i've been thinking a lot this evening about looking back.  the concept in general--not doing it myself. 
well until the start of this post lol.

i can't believe this is it, the election. 
i hope it really does make a difference...

i love you

currently listening

*twiddles thumbs*

ho hum

no motivation, no inspiration.

everything will be back to normal in three days.

this summer doesn't even feel real.  maybe it never actually happened.

hmm.

i don't know what happened but i'm kinda sad.  hadn't been for a couple weeks...

okay, if it weren't for worry about my damn spanish major, i would be soooooo excited for my academics this year!!!!

Dream is the personalized myth, myth the depersonalized dream; both myth and dream are symbolic in the same general way of the dynamics of the psyche.

mmmm.  this is good stuff.

(i am doing a huuuge yearlong project on harry potter as a monomyth, and my basis for the mythology stuff is joseph campbell's hero with a thousand faces, which i just started today but looooove. which is good. lol)