i cut my left hand across the top. i am using a knife for something. blood bubbles up out from the hand every time i move it. i am trying to make something that i need my left hand to make. the blood is freaking me out. all i can think of is doing cartwheels and all i want to do is everything i can't do with my hand bleeding like it is. i wonder if i've accidentally killed myself and will bleed out. it reminds me of the time i cut my finger on the beet can.

dream digression- 9-09

we are going to macchu picchu or mesopotamia which is a bunch of adobe villas built underground (which is neither of these i think & more like roxaboxan or pompei) there is a river or stream which runs over smooth flat rocks, the rocks are what we will use for everything, it is a mystery what happened to the people who lived here, professor farrel gives a lecture before we leave, she is the leader- maria, max, and blair, some others all go - along with some of the others i pick up rocks, say i feel like i could do anything with them- max, blair and i stand at a table underground as if we are going to make things