I had a vivid dream.
My unleashed inhibitions. Driving with no place to go but not wanting to leave or stay anywhere. The wind shakes my hair into a wild frenzy and I hang my feet outside the window on an aimless drive on a winding road at 3am. Belting "Straight like an arrow" without a care in the fucking world from the sexy song du jour playing on the stereo. Using ultra verbose language just because there's so much you can say about a bowl of rice or a paper cup or why I use the internet so damn much. I feel my soul being touched through vibrations on my back and I stare into the inky blackness of the water and flickering lights. It's only atmospheric pressure and light refraction, but it's still so mystifying. Deja-vu of Trinity Bellwoods Park. I am alive and awake and without a care in the world.

I love this song by The Dears, even though I am happy and soooo much in love

There Is No Such Thing As Love
There is no such thing as love.
And I know that's awfully cynical to say.
But I need proof that it is possible today.
I'm not easy I'm just easily swayed.
'Cos I thought life was a cabaret, old chum.
Now I wanted to turn it off but my heart is just to soft.
Let me give it to you straight, straight like an arrow.
See, it looks a lot like staring at the sun and it sounds so much like broken glass.
Perhaps you're reeling from an awkward pass
and it feels just like you want to die and there's no one left to watch you cry.
I've got to convince myself and just about everybody else that there's no love.