Originally Posted by Wolfwood
Yes, get some goals. :p Why don't you try practicing some sort of manual thing over time and see if you get better irl?
What?
Last night I decided to think up some goals and here is what I came up with. Some of them sound pretty basic or like something I should have done already, but I haven't.
- Find a body of water, breathe underwater, and explore its depths.
- Blow shit up
- Time travel
I can see the first one turning into a lucid nightmare so easily. But whatever. Despite lucid nightmares being the ultimate mind rape, they are still way worth it.
I also decided that I need to start going to bed and waking up at a set time. I've decided that I must go to bed at or before midnight and wake up at or before ten everyday. And to keep myself on track I'll be posting these times on every entry.
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Bed time: 10pm; Awakening: 6:38am
Crocodile Frat
My friend and I were walking through a Narnia-like land. The buildings were old and the forest was enchanted. We walk into an ancient pub.
A crocodile in a suit approaches me.
"You should join our crocodile fraternity!" He proposes.
Well, this seems kind of sketchy.
"No thanks."
"But, I insist!" He responded.
"I said no thanks," I reply assertively.
The crocodile, who is standing upright, draws his sword and begins to sword fight my friend. We escape out the backdoor of the pub and into a forest full made out of sponges and jellyfish.
"Run as you may, but you WILL be joining our fraternity!" The crocodile man yells out.
We eventually make it home and my mom begins to talk to me about something that came in the mail.
It's a contract. And apparently the crocodile fraternity had forged my signature, forcing me to join their fraternity. With the contract came a brochure about their society, but it was just full of pictures of mail order brides.
I wrote them a letter explaining how I refused to join such a deceitful society. I accidentally addressed them as the "Alligator Fraternity" though, and only realized that once I had sent the letter. Is calling a crocodile an alligator politically incorrect?
I didn't want to find out, so I had to get that letter back. I ran all the way back to the swampy depths of Narnia where their headquarters was located.
And then they held me hostage.
Hidden Park
I was with a friend of mine, and we were wandering around the forest.
I feel like I had been here before in a dream.
The forest seemed kind of enchanted by beauty. Beams of sunlight reflected off of the fresh green leaves and the clear, pure water sparkled and reflected a multitude of colors off of its surface. In this forest, everything seemed to be alive and possess a deeper meaning to it.
A small sequoia tree had fallen a couple decades ago against a steep hill. My friend and I walked up the fallen tree, which lead to a small playground.
Many childhood friends that I used to know were in this small playground. I took a seat on the swingset and began to swing in this beautiful forest, feeling the wind rush against me.
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