John James Preston

And finally, something worth mentioning on my blog (I know, it's been a while): the Sex & The City movie is coming out this week!

After 6 seasons, watched over and over again, the long awaited movie is finally there. The trailer is very promising, although I found it quite a turnoff to hear what Big's real name is. At the end of season 6, we discovered that his first name was John (how original), but John James Preston? Sounds like an American Pie character to me ;-)

I'm very curious to see what will happen in the lives of my 4 fave women, as at the end of S6 everything ws seemingly perfect in all of their lives. But, being a SATC adept, I know very well that life (and love for that matter) isn't lways as perfect as it seems.

I myself have been going through some rough weeks, with the death of a dear friend of the family that shook me to my core; he died of a very agressive form of cancer and left a son my brother's age behind. Life is strange sometimes, and apparently too short. Choices have to be made quick in those situations, and don't always leave you time to think.

I on the other hand have had a lot of stuff to think about over the las few weeks, feeling very uneasy and unhappy in my skin but I coulnd't put my finger on it. After some painful discussions this week I finally decided and put some aspects of my life on hold for the next coming weeks to see where everything and everyone is going.

It was very strange: have you ever had a dream so vivid you still believed it to be true hours after waking up? I woke up at 2AM this morning, soaking wet with sweat, after having the strangest dream ever. Someone close to me came talking to me in my sleep, telling me to stand up for what I felt was right, taking time off everything and making some well-thought decisions about my life. The conversation was so confronting and real, I fainted. In my dream. I felt it coming on, seeing spots, feeling woozy and all, and I fainted. In this persons arms. And then I woke up. I realised it was a dream but couldn't shake the feeling of being very connected with this person, off me. Eventually I fell back asleep, and there was this person again!! "You back allready?" *huh?* and the conversation continued. Creeeeeeee-py. Fckng scary, too.

I don't know what it all meens - having practiced Magick (yes, yes) for quite a while in my past I remember that you can summon up (summumup?) people in your sleep, if they are also asleep, if it's really necessary that you talk to them. Anyway, your unconciousness can. But still, I've never experienced it quite so real.

Hah, you guys now have had another little peek into my thoughts, I think I'm gonna call it a night.