Sunday, October 28, 2012

Monday, 11 August 1997 - Thai Deli

Last night I had the weirdest dreams I've ever had EVER, no doubt, no exception! (It's the last time I'll consume, on a single day: artificial Irish cream and white chocolate ice cream, meat and cheese platter leftover from work, beans with chipotle pepper and artichoke, two yerba mate colas, one Golly guarana soda—no wonder!) Actually, the first dreams were totally disturbing and bad, scary and insane—and I can't remember them, and I'm glad. The later dreams were classic sick dreams with unsolvable mathematical-like problems repeating endlessly. It's also the hottest day and night of the year—wonderful weather—but leading to sleep problems, all the same. Anyway, if I never remember these fucking dreams I'll be glad. But knowing they're somewhere in there—in my brain—is disturbing enough. 


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