these damn dreams...

it's one o'clock. do you know what you dreamed last night?

it was another weird one for me. i was at my mom's visiting but slept in the trailer next door to her house. for some reason, there weren't any curtains on the windows and the door, although closed completely, was letting in air. when i went to investigate i realized that the whole door jam at the bottom was loose.

when i attempted to pull it back into place, unlocking the door in the process, the wind pulled the whole door and jam away from me, slowly like i was in space.

so... i walked over to my mom's. when i walked in the kitchen, there were two black teenage females in there, one with a microphone. at my every move, she asked me what i was doing there. i was describing how i'd like to design my mom a new kitchen. i pointed out - at least in my dream - that she had installed new countertops and painted the brick back-splash as if it were wood grain.

my mom - don't ask why - has two refrigerators in her kitchen (for real). i was trying to get something out of one when all this meat, which was just put in since it wasn't frozen, began to fall out of the freezer. there was chicken, pork, beef... all kind of shit. then there was this bag that looked like a valentines day gift with a huge turkey leg at one end with dressing in the middle and a lace bow at the end.

i arranged all that only to open the refrigerator door and have six packs of coke fall all over the place. i was doing a good job holding it in place and even catching some falling over my head and behind my back.

now if you can decipher that one, you're amazing.