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xansToday I was looking at my f-list and I had this total moment of deja vu. I'm sure I had a dream once, about reading my f-list (sometimes I dream about livejournal. I'm weird, mmk?) in this new layout and colour scheme. Given that said dream was long before I ever conceived of changing to this...? Yeah, uncanny. But not the first time I've had a dream come true.
The odd thing about my precog dreams is that they usually concern everyday situations--it's never really been something significant that I've dreamed about it, and then gone, "Woah" all Neo-style when I witness it happen before my eyes. And I never can tell a dream is actually a precog, in fact, often times the dream lays half-forgotten until such time as the event occurs. And then I get this awesome sense of deja vu.
I've never really cared to try and focus the ability, or to try and be more aware of it in action... I prefer to let my mind do its thing. Like I said, it's not as if I've ever dreamed about something big, or that I can predict the future in any way. I simply have these moments where it turns out part of me knew what was coming long before the rest of me sat up and took notice.
Anyway, it was just a little thing that made today rather cool. Although I was already feeling rather good, since last night I--how does the Purity Test put it?--"gave a back or neck rub or massage with an ulterior motive" and it totally worked. *smirks* Tequila was involved. And other alcohol, too. For shame, Hana.
Actually, I've been thinking about looking into massage therapy classes, maybe. I mean, mum's a massage therapist, but I really don't remember a whole hell of a lot from her, which is terrible. It also shocked me to realise recently, that I haven't had a full body massage from her since I was...14? A couple back/neck rubs with her Hands Which Know No Mercy, but no, I sort of fell out of practice at playing massage therapist because she wasn't doing it very often herself. Mum's really good at it though, and I know I used to do fairly well. I can do better, which is why I'm thinking classes might be a good plan, sometime in the near future.
Fin.
The odd thing about my precog dreams is that they usually concern everyday situations--it's never really been something significant that I've dreamed about it, and then gone, "Woah" all Neo-style when I witness it happen before my eyes. And I never can tell a dream is actually a precog, in fact, often times the dream lays half-forgotten until such time as the event occurs. And then I get this awesome sense of deja vu.
I've never really cared to try and focus the ability, or to try and be more aware of it in action... I prefer to let my mind do its thing. Like I said, it's not as if I've ever dreamed about something big, or that I can predict the future in any way. I simply have these moments where it turns out part of me knew what was coming long before the rest of me sat up and took notice.
Anyway, it was just a little thing that made today rather cool. Although I was already feeling rather good, since last night I--how does the Purity Test put it?--"gave a back or neck rub or massage with an ulterior motive" and it totally worked. *smirks* Tequila was involved. And other alcohol, too. For shame, Hana.
Actually, I've been thinking about looking into massage therapy classes, maybe. I mean, mum's a massage therapist, but I really don't remember a whole hell of a lot from her, which is terrible. It also shocked me to realise recently, that I haven't had a full body massage from her since I was...14? A couple back/neck rubs with her Hands Which Know No Mercy, but no, I sort of fell out of practice at playing massage therapist because she wasn't doing it very often herself. Mum's really good at it though, and I know I used to do fairly well. I can do better, which is why I'm thinking classes might be a good plan, sometime in the near future.
Fin.
