Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Weird Dreams

I always have weird dreams. I'm pretty good at remembering them too. I don't remember a ton about last nights', but just enough. I'm also in such a weird space right now--this week has been much tougher than I thought it would be, and I feel like I've got to keep moving forward but there's not enough time for a good long post... Just some snippets of the bizarre dream I had right before I woke up this morning:

  1. Me, E, Ad and Hank at some kind of conference. Searching carts full of shoes (old, worn-out shoes) for Hank's lost stuffed puppy, aptly named "Puppy." (IRL Puppy is missing--has been since Yosemite. I'm trying to act like this is not a big deal so Hank won't freak out, but it is a big deal. Kind of a huge deal.)
  2. Me, E, his dad, and Ad, at the junction of two rivers. I know one was the Potomac, but I don't know what the other one was. We were trying to swim upstream against a strong current. Ad had a floaty that looked like an 8, but with one end open. She was in the looped end, and I was in the open end pushing her upstream. It was cold, and the water was a deep, dark blue. The sky was dark too, but it wasn't scary. Just difficult.
  3. Me, E, Ad, Hank in an empty lot--the kind from movies with dangerous pieces of scrap metal and building materials, plus some old abandoned sheds. Climbing over hills of garbage and behind obstacles. Passing endless bits of shoes, this time in pieces all over the ground, strung together, fed through pipes...
  4. Back to the river, where we hadn't made any progress in our upstream quest.

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