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March 30, 2004

Packing.

I have this recurring dream... it's never really the same dream, but it always has three main elements.

1. I'm completely aware of my surroundings on every level.
2. I have to gather all my stuff and leave.
3. A force is constantly trying to disrupt my progress.

An example:
I'm in a room with two beds, and all of my clothes, art supplies, etc, are scattered around me, and I must get them packed so I can get out of there. Yet every time I make progress, someone (sometimes I know the person, sometimes not) comes in and just GETS IN MY FACE.

It was only altered one time, when I recognized that "shit, I gotta pack my shit and git" feeling, but then paused, looked around, and shrugged it off, saying "fuck that, this is someone else's shit.".

I woke up feeling great that morning.

Posted by kam at March 30, 2004 06:45 PM

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