
That's right, Thursday was a weird day before I even woke up. Something I drank (no Alcoholic) or ate (not Drug based) cause me to have the most chaotic of R.E.M. sleep. This is the type of shit that starts as soon as you close your eyes before you even sleep. I woke up a few hrs before my alarm due to this madness. Having conversations like "I just want to sleep please stop!" to who I'm not sure.
Giger paints to let 'the demons out of his head' so I now write.
Out of the billions of moments in a single second I remember this. A great disaster was upon us, chaos everywhere, and for some reason Myself, Matt, and Steve (not my roommate) one of my longest best friends (High school), where on a BUS. Thats right worlds coming to an end, and we are on transit. At first it is a nice comfy Coach bus (Greyhound or Go etc) the 3 of use are just shooting the shit as building collapse, sirens scream.
Matt happily sketches with an Ipod an one earphone, nodding as we talk, Steve and I are bitching about some movie, with the eversohelpful nod from Matt. this is where someone at high speeds splats on the from window of this NOW TTC Streetcar. We all look to each other with "The Nerve of some people" and really hope the Streetcar is not going to be late. This is about the time the Streetcar gets itself stuck on roller coaster tracks and we start doing loop da loop, sideways swirls. Boutique bags and old ladies start to tumble around the streetcar, yet the 3 of use continue our conversation. At one point Matt swats away tumbling child that was blocking his sight. Steve with great talent, drinks a Diet Coke as gravity of the spinning Streetcar changes.
Then we end up going underground as the tracks weave threw concrete caverns of the undercity (A little like Spadina Station) we smash over a streetlight before we disembark the car to make a single story climb down to the next station. while we wait in the womb of the city, Matt shows me the newest book he pirated (it was down loaded, printed, bound, and full colour cover, and some how this was still cheaper than the real thing)
Then my Cat saved me from this nightmare with a single meow, so I could go to work tired.










