Thursday, February 19, 2004

dream i had: where i walk into a restaurant in my army uniform and all the people i knew from 1 pdf are there even my MO and i'm obviously late or something because everyone has ordered their food already. it arrives, and everyone has ordered the same thing, which i gather is the house special - it's this huge crusty ball with stewed apples and cinnamon and caramelized sugar and some white creamy stuff mixed in and it's sort of smooth and flaky and sticky all at the same time although how i know that i'm not sure since i never actually taste any. anyway, i go to the counter to order my own food and i start walking past these seemingly endless glass displays with sausages and sandwich meats in them and somehow end up in what seems to be an emergency room or something because it's all chaos and dying people and nurses running around with drip stands. the place is vast - i don't even remembering seeing any walls - and the further i walk the more patients i see, most of them obviously in need of medical attention. i feel like i should be doing something, but i don't --

There was definitely more that I don't remember, but that particular bit stayed with me till morning. Just thought I'd share.

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