Rachel Young

tuesday, september 18, 2001

I know life is slowly returning to normal when I have my wacky but harmless dreams again. This is the most recent one: I`m living in a five story mansion. I ask the butler, "Where`s my brother?" and he replies, "Madame, he`s on the fifth floor, Room 112."

There`s a college recruiter at the mansion to interview my brother for a full academic scholarship (now I know this is a dream--just kidding DC!). My entire family--both the immediate and extended members--are gathered around a huge table in the dining room with the recruiter and also my ex-boss (??). We`re all dipping apples in sugar and orange marmalade, and everyone is laughing. My brother is sitting at the head of the table, and I`ve never seen my dad look so proud.

Afterwards, I go up to my room on the fourth floor and see my roommate. She`s got several fashion magazines scattered all over the bedroom floor--all of which feature her face on the cover.

And then I wake up.

Life is slowly returning back to what it once was, although I know it never really will.

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On a more serious note--there's a lot more I want to say about the terrorist attacks and the irrefutable effect it's had on this nation, but I feel so emotionally and physically drained of it right now. My heart literally aches when I think about it, and as selfish as it may sound, I just need a break.

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6:26am. The sun is rising. That means bedtime. Goodnight.

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My brother's reply to me having a dream about him:
"well im glad u had a dream bout me...but i think every girl does so it aint a weird thang :) hahaha

My reply back:
That's just sick!!! And such a lie!

Can you feel the love?

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