The Book of Ashes

The imagination... 11:20AM

The imagination is a grandiose thing indeed. It is the seed of all ideas, great and small. It is the source of stories and of plans. It is what makes life interesting. The imagination of a child is greatest of all, not teathered by the rules and restrictions that experience places upon our boring shoulders...

I remember so many things, that I had to keep my feet tucked under the sheets in bed at night cause if they poked out then aliens could inject needles into my feet or probe me. The safety of a thin sheet was plenty of protection against probes and needles though. I remember sitting in Arana hall, first year of uni and writing a letter be found in the future stating that here I, Ashley Bryant, sat, alone in room 102, Arana Hall, 110 Clyde Street, Dunedin, New Zealand, Earth. If anyone should read this and be able to travel backwards in time then they should come visit me now because I would love to talk to them. I think I believed that I would invent time travel then come back in time and give myself all the money that I ever wanted. When that didn't pan out after a few years I realised that if I was ever given money then I would have it easy and would never strive for greatness and would never invent time travel in the first place so I would never give myself money. This realisation sucked. Before that even when I was just a little more modest I used to believe that maybe men in suits would drop off a suitcase at my house for me to find with my name on it full of money. I was always hopefull for money.

I am also reminded of a story off the twilight zone where this girl saw a pen move and jumped towards it, knocking into an invisible guy. She knocked his invisibility controls out of his hand and discovered that he was a traveler from the future come back to see the girl who would become America's first black female president. He had been trying to steal one of her pens as a souvenier. Ever since that I have imagined invisible people watching me. For a while I used to be worried about getting naked in my room in case it was getting recorded somewhere in the future. Theres not much you can do about that though. Also when you are walking down the street and you see people watching you, or standing there not watching you but looking suspicious. They used to be prime candidates for people from the future observing me.

When I was a kid in Dunedin I used to walk past an old railway tunnel. I used to dream of a tunnel that lead from my place to school. I would be able to open a secret hatchway in my house (that mum didn't know about) and climb down a ladder into this tunnel then get to school in no time at all. I don't think I realised how long and dark this tunnel would be in reality. Still it was a cool idea at the time. I used to have any number of grandiose plans for tunnels, tree huts, forts, etc. I never really built that many of them.

When I was a kid and used to fly to Wellington each year to visit my Grandparents I could never really believe in the scale of things. It always seemed to me that in reality we drove to this place called Dunedin where we hopped in a plane and they pretended for it to take off with all the noises and stuff then they let us out in this set up place just over the hill that they called Wellington. It was a bit far fetched but coming back to Alex made Wellington seem like a make believe place

The day began witnessing the sun rise over Wellington... 11:26AM

Today was the most awesome day. As you can see I was very inspired and it began by witnessing the birth of a new day. I have been watching sunsets for quite a while now, taking photos and enjoying them while everyone else is still at work. Then the other day I went into work and a guy had taken this amazing photo of a sunrise. I was inspired and so got up and went with a friend to the top of Mt Vic to watch the sun rise. The results you must agree where worth getting up for...

Having watched this in the cool Wellington morning wind I was motivated to take on the world. I accomplished much in the morning, working on the site, catching up with Thomas, buying four Shakespeare books for $20, watching Resident Evil at the movies and much more. That reminds me I watched Emma (Jane Austin) with the girls last night. I thought it would be quite girly (having romance written on it) but I was surprised to find I enjoyed it which is why I let others pick movies for me sometimes, otherwise I just get Sci-Fi's.

Things are gearing up for skiing. This is the coolest thing this world has to offer (or one of them) and I can't wait to go. Amy is keen to go next Tuesday and Fi might be keen as well and I am soooo keen. I hope there is ok snow, but still it would be cool. A road trip, snow, exercise, intense adreneline, more snow, fun and little sugar bursts unwrapped in half frozen hands to keep you going all day. Hmmm... need hot pools to relax in afterwards. Why does everyone need to work? I wanna ski NOW!

Ok that sunrise was soo cool that I am going to set my alarm and get up before 7am again tomorrow morning and walk up to the old lookout on Mt Vic to witness another one. I hope the weather is ok. For histories sake I record here that the sunrises around 7:15 and looks nice for about half an hour. Also I sit here now at 11:52pm, 5/51a Majoribanks St, Mt Vic, Wellington, NZ, Earth, all by myself waiting for anyone who has invented time tavel to come back and visit me and give me lots of money.... good night NZ