The Insomnia Theory

Ground says he can see my mind racing. If I'm that transparent to him, how can I hide it from anyone else?


K.L. and I met up downtown the other day. We walked past the Sunday market to hit up the delicious iced mochas in Chinatown. We watched some martial arts demos performed in the street amidst hungry tourists. Eventually we found our way to the water walkways, across bridges and through blackberry thickets. Hopping fences and climbing prickly hillsides -- all for the sake of adventure. We did a lot of talking about things I may mention in a future entry. It's nice to know someone is in the same boat as I. Unfortunately, I feel hard-pressed to make a decision before this window-of-oppourtunity closes... and the Libra in me is naturally inable.



Although K.L. is a Libra too. So is Ground. Maybe that's why they're more sympathetic to my mind's idle jive. Strange how K.L is so able to make it work almost without effort... when all I have is doubt, fear, and uncertainty.


On Saturday Rainbow took me to the Jellyfish Lounge. It was very sophisticated, a few blacklights coupled with red-and-blue lighting. Some white leather couches, LCD flatscreen videos of marine life, and bubble displays. We met up with a few different people downtown, some by accident. A party of about ten ended up at the Jellyfish, where we drank martinis and ate crème brulée cheesecake.

Yesterday I met up with Blondie. Pilot was supposed to come too, but she had to fly that morning. Blondie and I reminisced about highschool and what it would be like to have a PG-reunion for those of us now living in Victoria. It's interesting to see how much her and I have become the same since our childhood friendship, despite the years in highschool that we never spoke to each other. The world is full of surprises.