And now we arrive

in the bed of my childhood and so much boredom that my dreams run rampant.

I think this is the first time I ever dreamt about drawing. I was in a train. It was all pink and there were stuffed animals. I was looking through my grandmother's drawings from art school. They were really good. She had been sitting in a chair on the lawn drawing and waiting till alexander got home. I thought they were really good and had forgotten she could do that. I tried to draw my mom in her book. I was worried it wasn't going to look good. It looked ok for the chin, and the nose was in the right place, but I kept on drawing the noses and couldn't make them into lips. More about the rooms and two people talking and switching spots. I wanted them to help me break into my grandmas or someone's old room. then I remembered that I had the key so i said I would go get it. i think someone, maybe me, was dressed as little bo peep.