It's late morning on a Tuesday. I'm working late tonight so I can afford to sleep in and write this blog in my sleep attire. I awoke from a wonderful but also (it's just my nature to think this) depressing dream. I worked in an airport with everyone I work with now - very old, semi-desolate - much like the airport in Abbotsford. Anyway, I won't go into every detail but I develop a friendship with a certain someone. We wander together, share a smoke, exchange facts, the list goes on. I woke up thinking that part was glorious & made me feel comfortable. It's one thing when a random person in your dream makes you feel at home, but when it's someone you already kind of know it feels different. Like you share a certain closeness with that person - a secret of sorts. I imagine some people feel this way about sex dreams - like, "I know something you don't know." Someone actually told me that once. Moving on. At some point there was a robbery, a hold up. It was terrifying, and instead of hitting the ground like everyone else, I hit the ground running. It lasted a while, a lot of money was taken, I got to beat some girl up, violent but amusing. Just a dream after all, right? Everything after that was fairly blurry, with some parts involving meeting my family, using a broken telephone, missing that person mentioned above, that was the depressing part. It was a good dream, my mind seems powerful after something like that.
Halloween is coming and in my typical fashion I still haven't a clue what to be. Perhaps this is my tradition, something I should embrace - my indecisiveness. Thought about being a widow, but I would just look like a goth. I still have a little bit of time to think about this so I'm not too worried.
My lately
Benkei Ramen "Akaoni"
Harvest
War Propaganda posters & publications
Sam Edelman "Kat" Oxfords
