I always win

This week, I saw the Neville Park "mini-ravine" for the first time. I was driving down Victoria Park Avenue to meet a friend in the Beaches neighbourhood. Vic Park gets very quiet and residential down by the lake. It jogs slightly to the east at Bracken Avenue... and that's where I had to stop and take a look. In front of me was a landscape I had never seen before, yet it was strangely familiar. I've had a recurring dream about an almost exact replica of this beautiful, south-facing, tree-lined ravine. The light was poor, but I took a photo anyway. You can see Lake Ontario in the background. On my way back home, I got this shot of downtown Toronto on Kingston Road, just east of Woodbine. Again... not the best light. I shot several, but my hands were freezing and the best vantage point was in the middle of the road. Once home, I did this: It's basically the same thing I've done with this blog. I haven't quit or bailed on it for...

Thursday night I dreamed I was having a hot and heavy affair with Colton Ford . It wasn't so much a sexually detailed dream as it was emotionally intense . Colton was already in a relationship in my dream. We were cheating. Plus, he was a guest where I work, which can so get me fired in real life. The theme of unavailable men continued on Saturday night at a Christmas party in Cabbagetown. A few weeks ago, the host told me about a hot twentysomething that he thought would be perfect for me. And I met him at the party. Hot, most definitely. But my friend left out a crucial detail: the partner of several years. Another party guest was a seriously tall & cute guy I met last winter. Partnered, according to reports. Well, after six drinks, I found a moment to tell the tall guy how attractive he was, and to ask if he was still in a relationship. He replied that he was. Tall guy was exceptionally gracious and kind about the whole thing--and spent quite a bit of the remai...

I stopped off at the city's worst Dominion store (at College Park) last night after work. Dijon mustard is on my list, but they don't stock my favourite brand, Maille . I refuse to pay full price for French's , so I skip it. What did I dream about lastnight? Row upon row of Maille Dijon mustard, on sale. This is obviously my stressed-out brain processing stuff. I'm extra-busy at work right now. Basically, I'm Mitzzee . Not helping matters is the lack of (good) sex. Also, I haven't worked out since June 13th. I need a goddamned break.

I had a dream that all of the continents got mixed up. Earth was like a giant three-dimensional puzzle. I got into an argument with Sweden about the placement of something. The United States was no help at all--they just kept arranging North America so that their country was always angled perfectly toward the sun. Happy summer solstice...

I woke up before dawn today... crying. I had been dreaming about a wedding. My wedding. In the first dream, I married a close female friend. I'm not sure why we were getting married, but I do remember the feeling of dread/guilt as I watched how happy my mother was, while I remained aware of the sham nature of the marriage. The second dream was of my marriage to a man I was ridiculously in love with. My parents weren't there, but my man and I danced to "You're the Best Thing" by Style Council and "Don't Dream It's Over" by Crowded House.