Tag Archives: dream

on waking up


Ms. Drizz has an amazing way of waking me in the morning: scratching the plastic bottom of her cage. This morning my slumbered mind translated it to a group of people bursting into spontaneous cheering. Not a bad way to … Continue reading

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turning things around


I bike home from work on a snowy evening, uncomfortably wet and tired. I look up a my building—a massive apartment complex spanning an entire city block, reaching past 50 floors—and I’m overwhelmed. A single light dimly shines through the … Continue reading

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slow


I recently read a piece of fiction about the slowing rotation of the earth. Last night’s dream played on this theme. I was sherpa-ing a group of Tibetan men through NYC. Donned with backpacks filled with outdoor gear, walking sticks … Continue reading

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castle tag


I was chased by a half-man, half-rhino warrior (him was BIG) in a heavily ornate castle. The walls were decorated with hundreds of gold-framed mirrors—magical mirrors that provided escape routes to different locations throughout castle. The disappearing acts frustrated Warrior … Continue reading

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toes


Magenta toenail polish turns a fungusy green. Yuk.

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startstruck


I dreamt about Madonna. There. I said it. She was her gloriously punky 80s slef: wacky clothes, spunky hair and a captivating I’ll-do-anything-I-want attitude. I was completely entranced as she walked into my shop, studying her every move as she … Continue reading

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velvety dreams


This was created to catalog/publish my dreams, right? Let’s get back to that now. I dream every single night. At different parts in my life, remembering what’s happened in specific detail is a little hard. I train myself to be … Continue reading

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