Strange dreams

Summer days are always lazy. It reminds me of the days back home when I spent days daydreaming and doing nothing. Summer makes me sweat and smile, that's it.

Had a really strange dream last night. My primary school teacher was even in that dream. I've always been good at reading dreams but not this time. I really can't figure out what it meant to have a crude murder in my dream. 

When I don't have strange dreams, I begin to make a list--the things I hope to accomplish in this month. One of them is to collect jazz albums. I've learned a lot about jazz the past three months and two of my absolute favorite jazz figures are John Coltrane and Dexter Gordon. As a drummer, I like Art Blakey as well but for some reason I insist the essential place of saxophone in a combo/band. 

Photography has a voice

I found someone who does the same thing as I do. He/she collects good pictures :)

http://ohdarling.posterous.com/

Anyway, I talked to a friend last night and made up my mind updating here more often. The past few years have gone so fast. Sometimes it's a little overwhelming. One of my closest childhood friends told me that life will only accelerate instead of slowing down.

Hence, seize the day.