9:05 a.m. - 03/17/02
played on a solo saxophone...
dream last night: some bizarrely obscured version of jack-and-jill where my friend matt flew over the top of a swingset, even though we all reminded him it was physically impossible. when the ambulance came, he wasn't conscious, and I'm not sure he was ever revived because later it was my brother, who was upset with me for the way that I'd acted. I'm not sure how that was; I just know I was in a church and Jesus hadn't come yet, but even so I was the only alto so I kept trying to sing my shaky harmony to a solo song.
the best I can come up with is I have a lot to look forward to: my dad has been put under semi-house-arrest because his medical status is so bad, he isn't fit to drive. he gets one hour of drive time a day, which means most of his work (he commutes) is bye-bye. I'm trying to be a good daughter in the face of this (I mean, I can empathize, right?) but in the end, I guess it is a solo song...
chord
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