Breadcrumb Trails and Yellow Lines

Okay, so, I'm lazy and I haven't blogged in like a month, but I have excuses.

Something like two weeks ago went to Iceland. It was fun, except we spent half the time on the bus, listening to our tour guide explain how "the volcanoes are pregnant with terrorists," and scaring us with stories about "Osama under the mountain." It also smelled like rotten eggs everywhere in the hostel in Reykjavik, because they get their water from the sulfurous hot springs. We did, however, get to see the northern lights and watch "Striperella" on Icelandic TV at the bowling alley. It was fun.

I also decided to remember my dreams. I say I decided because I just felt like it and it happened. I'm still working on the lucid dreaming. I've had two so far. It's like passing into another reality. Everything is so bright and vivid, but yet it's not real and you know it. I can't figure out control, though. I try to make things appear, and they don't appear. I try to jump off the ground, but I can't fly. I guess it'll come with time.

So anyway, that's all for now. Peace.