So um..., I am sick which sucks! But thats life I guess...did you ever notice that when you have a fever everthing gets sorta shcewd  I dont really know how to explain it I guess its like being drunk on air...your brain just kinda glides over life every thing is I dont know just different?! Even the air feels different thicker and more like a slow liqiud but that may just be just me. Meep!  And you have the strangest dreams.

Last night I was a servant girl in a large estate like place on the the ocean the trees where thin and had long skiny roots. The ground was a mix of sand and a dry dirt packed hard and a grey color. The plants where a mix of trees, ferns, grasses, and herbs. I remember sleeping in the main house and caring for a group of children I mostly watched the children until a series of events which I was given another job in different part of the property.  But I slept in a cabin down by the shore which many others also shared they also served at the many various tasks about the place we all wore the same brownish course clothing. The strange part of the dream was the ocean which changed throughout the many scenes of the night.  The shore was curved and had two great arms that reached deep into the sea pulling at the sky making the sky appear more like a bowl then as it normally appears.  The water making a quite tinkling sound and bathing the shore in a light silkly foam sicky shining irodeslently in the light. One of the nights of the dream the was a storm which turned the sky a bright orange and the sea a pale green the winds blow a spicy scent warm and burnt leaving a metal tang within the mouth. Lightening struck the sea many times each time their came a kneening from the ocean a eerie sound that made my ears hurt and my skin crawl, reeling with power strong enough to bring one to there knees.  I stand on the shorter of the two arms and fly with the energy of the storm trying to devine the message hidden within the music.  It is at this part the I am no longer the person on the beach but rather something else more like being of energy I suppose it would be somethin like that, anyways I race through the storm following traces of the message Im looking for...I follow the lightening into the churning sea and ride a whale-like creature (Whale shape; furry, light colors that changed moment to moment, and was telepathic) to a liquidy cave made out of mulit-colored mysasma.  I remember watching it for so long it remind me of another dream long time ago...oh ill write more of the dream later it was long and I add more aslong I as dont forget more of it.

Ah look at the pretty bubbles their so shiny...!