Ugh, I've been having this weird sort of insomnia lately, where I go to sleep at the usual time, eleven or twelve at night, but then wake up at five or six or seven and can't go back to sleep no matter how much I want to. ::pouts:: I don't know what to do about it but it's making me really tired. Also, I still can't find my lens.
But anyway, sometimes when I wake like this, surfacing from a dream, I have little thoughts or realizations, like bells in my ears, clear and sweet. This morning I thought about Dean in the last episode. When he holds the Bible to his face at the end, I don't think it was really faith that God/Castiel could or would save him, but I think it was hope, at least. The two are related, but not the same. And I think it's marvelous. I think that Dean doesn't believe yet, not really, but he wants to. And that's a very good start. My thoughts, anyway, for what they're worth.
Also, one of the happy-making songs on Guitar Hero World Tour that I couldn't remember yesterday? PURPLE HAZE. Live. Oh, I squeed.
That is all.
But anyway, sometimes when I wake like this, surfacing from a dream, I have little thoughts or realizations, like bells in my ears, clear and sweet. This morning I thought about Dean in the last episode. When he holds the Bible to his face at the end, I don't think it was really faith that God/Castiel could or would save him, but I think it was hope, at least. The two are related, but not the same. And I think it's marvelous. I think that Dean doesn't believe yet, not really, but he wants to. And that's a very good start. My thoughts, anyway, for what they're worth.
Also, one of the happy-making songs on Guitar Hero World Tour that I couldn't remember yesterday? PURPLE HAZE. Live. Oh, I squeed.
That is all.