<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:23:07.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream On</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my dream diary.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-115056965973420829</id><published>2006-06-17T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T14:12:42.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5161/1047/1600/star_pink_3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5161/1047/200/star_pink_3.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey look I woke up after a year lonnnnnnnnnng nap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the lobby of a beachfront resort.The lobby was enclosed in glass and the view outside was large sanddunes that blocked the ocean. There was this television that was blaring that a hurricane was headed this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a walk over the sandunes to have a look at the ocean. As l walk towards the sandunes, l see these people lying on beach towels right in front of the sandunes. I thought it weird that they weren't lying by the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the ocean and start to panic,the sky looked mean and ugly and so did the water. I race back and warn the people that they should get out of here. I keep running towards the building when suddenly I'm engulfed in water. I am tumbling and rolling around underwater, thinking this is what its like to drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as l thought that, the water was gone and l was sitting in sand a few yards away from the resort.I get up and stagger to a small glass door and enter the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking l must get to the other side of the resort. Hurrying along this long dark hallway l notice water flowing  towards me and starts creeping  up my legs. I'm rushing and  l see black fish swimming around me.....l keep running in the water.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-115056965973420829?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/115056965973420829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/115056965973420829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2006/06/resort.html' title='The resort'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111965018517480953</id><published>2005-06-24T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T17:08:39.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forest Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/320/forest%20light.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/320/forest%20light.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonathonart.com/forl-l.html"&gt; The Legend to Forest Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111965018517480953?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111965018517480953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111965018517480953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/forest-light.html' title='Forest Light'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111902697111335214</id><published>2005-06-17T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T06:16:19.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to England</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/candle7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;this dream l flew to England to visit a childhood friend. The flight was late getting in so we went to sleep as soon as we got to her home. The next day l went to work with her. She worked as a nurse in a elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point l couldn't find my friend l looked everywhere. I started to panic when everyone started to leave the building for the day. I stopped a teacher and asked him if he could help me locate my friend. He went in the main office and found out that my friend had signed out and had left for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point im upset and crying. The teacher tries to comfort me and tells me that my friends mother works here too and we can work this all out. He pages her a few times and no answer. Then he decides to call my friends home to see whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sitting there stunned as he was arguing with my friend about someone comming to come and pick me up.....( thats when l woke up.....in tears)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111902697111335214?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111902697111335214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111902697111335214' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111902697111335214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111902697111335214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/trip-to-england.html' title='Trip to England'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111870327666983270</id><published>2005-06-13T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T14:49:56.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goddess of the Tides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/320/sea%20lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/200/sea%20lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreams are only thoughts you didn't have time to think about during the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jonathonart.com/tide-l.html"&gt;The Legend to the Goddess of the Tides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111870327666983270?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111870327666983270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111870327666983270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111870327666983270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111870327666983270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/goddess-of-tides.html' title='Goddess of the Tides'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111846099213233941</id><published>2005-06-10T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T18:10:53.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking Up is hard to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/smanistar.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ust before l open my eyes most mornings ,while im still in my dream state....l have this cheech and chong kinda arguing happening in my head....and this is how it goes...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hay man get the hell up you lazy slob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOO SLEEP!!!! You &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fool&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You.....&lt;/span&gt;DESERVE&lt;/span&gt; THE SLEEP...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SLEEP IS COOL MAN!!!! Forget about it MaN !! and sleep innnnnnnnn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"l always get up before it goes past this point"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111846099213233941?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111846099213233941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111846099213233941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111846099213233941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111846099213233941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/waking-up-is-hard-to-do_10.html' title='Waking Up is hard to do'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111819689207106653</id><published>2005-06-07T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:58:50.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A date with Joan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/smanistar.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;I was with&lt;strong&gt; joan collins &lt;/strong&gt;{ of all people} enjoying the finner things in life.....&lt;strong&gt;bling bling&lt;/strong&gt;...We took a lot cabs everywhere we went...all over the city!!!. In the cab my &lt;strong&gt;sister inlaw&lt;/strong&gt; was with us &lt;strong&gt;.........{that has been in heaven since 1988}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;sister inlaw&lt;/strong&gt; kept trying to have fun and ask me a ton of questions and talk to me. She didn't care that &lt;strong&gt;joan collins&lt;/strong&gt; was with us. She kept ignoring her and pushing her away and her hands kept going right through joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later l was in bed with joan....wondering am l really going to have sex with her....... Joan loved my hair......and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway l couldn't........and didn't want to. ....&lt;strong&gt;to bad for joan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;talk about feeling wierd when l woke up!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111819689207106653?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111819689207106653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111819689207106653' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111819689207106653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111819689207106653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/date-with-joan.html' title='A date with Joan'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111808569441245454</id><published>2005-06-06T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T17:23:38.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/dremweav.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/400/dremweav.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111808569441245454?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111808569441245454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111808569441245454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111808569441245454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111808569441245454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/dont-be-pushed-by-your-problems-be-led.html' title='Don&apos;t be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111767581696962851</id><published>2005-06-01T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T18:04:07.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint it Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/angel3.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sue and Larry have bought a new home.We all decide to help them paint the inside of there new home. Alot of people were helping, even kids were painting the walls blue. Every stroke of paint was a different shade.....of blue.......It looked lik shit to me..but everyone else was thrilled at how it looked. Everyone kept painting....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111767581696962851?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111767581696962851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111767581696962851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111767581696962851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111767581696962851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/06/paint-it-blue.html' title='Paint it Blue'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111565436064332992</id><published>2005-05-09T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:03:35.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream within a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/crystal3.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I haven't had any dreams that l can remember these days. The dreams that puzzle me the most are dreams where l am in the dream and im also watching the dream for above. When l have this type of dream l usualy wake up feeling strange and sometimes in a bad mood. I use to have more of this type of a dream when l was a kid and they would affect me the same way then as it does now. Life is but a dream.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111565436064332992?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111565436064332992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111565436064332992' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111565436064332992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111565436064332992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/05/dream-within-dream.html' title='A Dream within a Dream'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111461805116036621</id><published>2005-04-27T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T14:23:18.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cottage</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/performers13.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in this cottage and im cleaning and dusting. I find all these fancy liquor bottle that are unopened. All the lables on the bottles are in a foreign language. There was a wall of bright orange curtains that l decided to open. Behind these curtians is a back door that l open to air the place out. I step outside and a man walks by and he is playing a squeesebox and singing in foreign launguage and winking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day so l walked around the cottage and on one side it was windy and there was a beach, the water was very rough and the waves almost reached the cottage. I could hear hissing and cracking sounds comming from above. When l looked up i could see electrical wires swaying in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran back around the cottage, went inside and was about to close and lock the door when a group of women were standing behind me. They wanted to walk through the cottage as a short cut to the beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111461805116036621?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111461805116036621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111461805116036621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111461805116036621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111461805116036621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/04/cottage.html' title='The Cottage'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12385378.post-111428958070490480</id><published>2005-04-23T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T17:58:35.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I had this dream just before l started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y205/lifeoriley/smanistar.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;I was in a north american metropalitan city that l once lived in. It had been many years since my last visit.All the names of the streets were the same, but the buildings had all changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buildings were all gothic with a oriential flare to them.It was raining and l was drenched. I kept walking around in the rain looking for my fathers apartment. I couldn't find it even though l was on the right street. I stoped a person on the street and asked where 1375 was.&lt;br /&gt;Kindly enough he showed me the apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When l was in front of the building l thought "wow" this is amazing, this cant be. I enter the building and get into the elavator. Inside the elavator l was shocked to see it was lined with gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elavator stops and l get out and l realize im on the wrong floor. Im about to get back into the elavator and thats when l woke up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12385378-111428958070490480?l=klifeoriley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/feeds/111428958070490480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12385378&amp;postID=111428958070490480' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111428958070490480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12385378/posts/default/111428958070490480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://klifeoriley.blogspot.com/2005/04/lost-in-city.html' title='Lost in the City'/><author><name>Lifeoriley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04555844188507022962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/269/5366/640/me%20in%20the%20park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
