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Entries this day: Downpour Dream Downpour 12:00am Monday 7 May 2001 I don't normally wake up for storms, but I did for the one tonight. Impressive gusts and tremendous rain. Not a lot of thunder, but some lightning far away. Just rain rain rain and blustery wind wind wind. Dream 7:02 am Monday 7 May 2001 (dream) Watching a show from the sidewalk being performed at the top of a tall high rise building. My micropphone was in the eleveator listening to the audio of the show, while my headphones were with me and I was listening this way. Madeline came up after the show and asked if I could use my cellphone, but I told her it was up in the elevator. Sorry, Madeline. Amanda was also there saying HI after the show; I don't know why. - - - I was being asked to go on a trip for work, but I hadn't gotten a chance to say bye to Wende, and I was pretty upset abot this. I didn't feel at all ready for the trip, and I wasn't packed. Also, I didn't have my swim trunks. Patrick was going as well, and he was in a similar delimma. We were about to put our stuff in the trunk, but it was apparently already packed full; our stuff would have to ride on our laps. - - - - Wallking outside I saw the storefront that was featured on a flyer, so I watched the performance they were doing. The management of this store always had brilliant business plans, and right now they were performing a musical outside their store, starring the management of the store, wearing 1940s outfits.. I kept walkiing and got to a chain link fence, where on one side was me and a bunch of people and o the other side was a different bunch of people segregated racially, but I couldn't discern any pattern. Different colors of skin on both sides of the fence. I saw a friend of mine and put my hand on the fence and he mirrored me so we were almost connected. Then I was all fuckit and climbed over the fence. I felt all heavy, and wanted to be careful of the sharpp parts on top of the fence, but then I realized I was dreaming and floated myself down safely. We walked and he told me a story of how when he and his girlfriend first went out when they were fifteen, people whispered, 'he slept with her....' in a misinformed stereotyping way. I was all, I would never make such assumptions. We walked along the street, and on the right hand side was a ridiculously steep dirt cliff, goiing down about 150 feet to some stores and houses and a whole different part of the city below. One girl rode up the hill and then on the street level where we were for about 20 feet and then back down the hill. We watched over the edge in amazement as she successfully navigated quickly and safely down the rocky bumpy jutted hill with brush outcroppings down to the bottom and immediately sped off as if it was nothing.. My friend's girlfriend yelled down to the girl '10 seconds!!,' announcing to her how long it had taken to make it down, 'and 10 seconds left to make it to your house!!' They obviously knew each other well; the bicycle girl presumably heard, but didn't respond as she had to be home in 10 seconds. It looked like she was going to make it with plenty (3 seconds) of time to spare. prev day next day |