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hummingwolf) wrote2002-03-02 09:45 am
hummingwolf) wrote2002-03-02 09:45 am
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Take me to some imaginary place...
I so wish I were elsewhere right now. Someplace interesting. Someplace fun. Someplace that doesn't need to be dusted. Good thing I have an active imagination.
Thinking of places I'm not, I used to wonder why people would ask each other, "Do you dream in color?" Of course I dream in color--and in music, scent, taste, touch, all the kinesthetic senses: doesn't everybody? It amazed me to learn that some people dream in black and white, or at least only remember in black, white, shades of grey. My dreams may not always be interesting--far too many of them take place on the bus, on the subway, in the grocery store--but they're at least as real as real life, if not more so. What fun is dreaming if it's only as real as the picture on a 1950s TV screen?
That's it, I simply must go play with computer graphics some more. The skies are grey and I'm in the mood for color.
Thinking of places I'm not, I used to wonder why people would ask each other, "Do you dream in color?" Of course I dream in color--and in music, scent, taste, touch, all the kinesthetic senses: doesn't everybody? It amazed me to learn that some people dream in black and white, or at least only remember in black, white, shades of grey. My dreams may not always be interesting--far too many of them take place on the bus, on the subway, in the grocery store--but they're at least as real as real life, if not more so. What fun is dreaming if it's only as real as the picture on a 1950s TV screen?
That's it, I simply must go play with computer graphics some more. The skies are grey and I'm in the mood for color.