as many of you know, I have trouble separating reality from fiction when it comes to my dreams, and last nights dream was no exception. this morning i woke up with this overwhelming need/desire/feeling to save courtney love from the inevitable drug overdose that will kill her one day. i've always liked courtney. i like her music. i like that she was married to kurt cobaine. but i have very real concerns for her self destructive behaviour, and i know if she just met me once, and came to yoga with me, i could help her...ok so this is where reality and my dream become jumbled up. this is where my sense of reality, and my very strong need to help her have become confused. i'll make it through the day somehow, but i'll have to fight the urge to call her or send an email.
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