Three Unrelated Fragments

Just a little bit ago, I was sitting outside of the Main OSU Library, and I was staring at a tree that seemed very bizarre looking. The thick branches were all radiating from a central point, going every which way, like thick, stiff hairs. Combined with the dead-pan buzzing of the Cicada in the background, I got the impression that I was on an alien landscape. It creeped me out. "Why this disturbance?" I asked myself, as a young man in a suit walked in front of my vision.

Last night I dreamed that I was performing oral sex on a man in a movie theater who I really didn't want to be having sex with. His dick seemed weird, and on closer inspection I realized that it was covered in grotesque lumps, which seemed obviously disease related. "No, No" he said, "those are just blueberries." I looked again, and I saw that they were in fact blueberries. However, just under the blueberries were warts. I was very uncomfortable with the idea of putting the thing back in my mouth. Then I woke up. I think that this dream is a positive sign that I'm beginning to pay more attention to the potentially damaging consequences of having unprotected sex.

I don't know what I'm gonna do with myself in-between quarters. It's almost a full month off. I'm sure I'll get into new patterns and habits, but for now I just feel very lost.