Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

I love trees

Posted on | July 24, 2006 | 5 Comments

In working out the reason for my blue, I remembered my dream from this morning. We were at our house, but it was falling apart. There was a leak in the middle of the living room that kept rotting away the wood. We kept a carpet over it so none of the creatures fell through. Big holes were in the porch floor and the kitchen was falling to peices. The worst part though, the part that made me nearly weep when I woke, was having to cut down Seemore. Our landlady (remember, this is a dream) told me that he was in the way and I had to cut him down. I never touched his branches, I just cried…and then I woke up.

This dream could mean a lot of things. A magnification of what’s wrong with the house and why it doesn’t fit us perfectly. The fact that Seemore’s not my tree, not really, and I wouldn’t be able to protect him if someone did decide to cut him down. And things were different. Leu Gardens rose from behind a large, sharp, mean fence. It was topped with tall, rusty spikes. All of the old houses around us were gone. Big buildings squeezed to the edge of our property. It wasn’t home. A perversion of all the thiings that I love so much, but familiar enough to make it hurt like hell to struggle through the fog of that dream.

I woke up to jingling beagles, and restless cats. I am shedding this shade of blue. Seemore is safe and my living room is my favorite place in the world…and it’s something I can take with me where ever I go. I will find other trees to sing to, a new place to call home. I am sure my dreams will change with the passing of time. I am lucky to have another birthday, lucky have befriended a tree named Seemore. So, as a reminder to myself that moods pass and priorities should remain clear, I am going to state thirty things that I am grateful for. That should push the previous “woe is me” post down far enough that it won’t be as noticable.

  1. D
  2. Beagles
  3. Kitties
  4. The jewlery Vanya made for me.
  5. My guide to morrowind.
  6. Precious.
  7. A nano to run with.
  8. NPR in the morning.
  9. meebo.com (the only way to chat!)
  10. Pickles
  11. Smoofies
  12. Making words up as I go along
  13. Frosties
  14. Good books
  15. that new program D got me to make my runsongs with
  16. My bags…all 5 of them.
  17. Lamictal and that pink pill I take (without it I am a little more…uhm, I think crazy works)
  18. Being humble enough to ask for help.
  19. The Witty Bitches (once you are a bitch, you are always a bitch)
  20. My hair (silver strands and all)
  21. Developing calf muscles
  22. The promise of Portland
  23. That I am mere months from graduation
  24. The resdiscovery of my libido
  25. Post-it notes (and those little flags they make)
  26. A red couch.
  27. Surround sound.
  28. Vasectomies.
  29. My fucking amazing friends!
  30. ]Today and tomorrow and the day after.
Category: Contemplation

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5 Responses to “I love trees”

  1. Anne
    July 24th, 2006 @ 8:30 am

    Happy Birthday to YOU!
    Happy Birthday to YOU!
    Happy Birthday my dear Ericaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
    HAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPY
    BIRFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
    DAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
    TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
    YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
    xoxoxoxoxoxo

  2. Meow
    July 24th, 2006 @ 8:33 am

    LOL… I can see you singing Anne :) Thank you love !

  3. Anne
    July 24th, 2006 @ 8:36 am

    Yes, I wanted to make sure you could hear me singing. I was singing as I typed it, so I tried hard to convey it. Birthdays can be bitter and also sweet, but please know that you are loved and you have been alive 2 WHOLE decades. And we are all the same age now.
    I think that’s exciting. WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

    xoxoxoxo

  4. julie
    July 24th, 2006 @ 9:17 am

    Happy Birthday my beautiful friend,
    Remember that you are loved,
    In this time of uncertainty,
    It’s all that matters in the end,
    And if that annoying twitch,
    that creeps in the shadows of your mind,
    hides the love that surrounds you,
    Remind it of that witty bitch you are,
    And regain your power,
    with the help of your witty bitch friends.

    I love you E….Happy Birthday!

  5. Hollie
    July 24th, 2006 @ 5:08 pm

    Happy Birthday – CELEBRATE in a BIG way
    when you can….
    Hugs to you….

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