Last Night...

This time, I dreamt that I was hired as a cameraman for a documentary about young African intellectuals. There was a huge summit in Kenya, and all these hot-to-trot revolutionary stundents from all over the continent met to discuss international issues. At it's core, it was a good thing, but if you're at all familiar with "third-world" education and ethics and the American pollution of non-American minds, or the even the tendencies and quirks of third-world kids who feel estranged from their own culture, you'll have an idea of what a motley group of people this was. There were the western-wannabe's, the traditional goodie goodies, the wild kids obsessed with ju-ju and jump-up music, and the Yankees...haha...the ones who totally eschew (CASHEWS CASHEWS PEANUTS AND PECANSSS!!!!) sorry...totally eschew everything that's their own culture and totally embrace everything American (including the dysfunction)...Nothing is more ironic than seeing a non-American incorrectly model American culture (which is wrong and undesirable to begin with!). So it's doing the WRONG thing, the WRONG way. Shame.

Anyway, that's the part I remember. There was one very sweet South African girl...no Kenyan...crap. I can't remember. But she really stood out. I think she was a chemist or a physicist or something. But she was also a wirter and a reporter. What? I don't know. It was a dream. Get off my back, okay. And I was just videotaping away, and nobody really paid much attn to me..everyone was comfortable with me, which told me that I had been there for a while.

Ex-rommie Dwayne says that "Time is the key to all dreams...what TIME was it?"

still tryna understand that one...

It stopped raining...

So I'm going for a walk.

Wifey

Third dream in a row where I'm either married or getting married.
It's craziness...
Last night it was someone who I've dreamt about before, but in reality, the liklihood of the two of us getting together is slim, and the reality of it would just be plain awkward. She's a friend's ex. Yikes. And my relationship with that friend is a sporadic one. We have one of thise deep, "check-in once a year" type friendships. And, quite randomly, over the course of the last few years, I've had several long and meaningful conversations with his ex. Anyhow, she's a great person.

Back to the dreams...
I'm always WITH this person...
no matter what the time or place or application, my "dream wife" is always literaly right up under me.
In one dream, I was the clingy one. I wouldn't take a step without making sure she was right there with me.
Last night, I COULDN'T take a step with having her find me and wrap herself up in me.
It may sound annoying, but it was actually quite nice...
And in each dream, with perhaps the exception of last night, my wife was TWO people. You know how dreams go. One minute she was X, next minute she was Y...so strange. And in fact, one of them would cling to me while I addressed the other...but they were supposedly one person.
Man, if I could watch movies as exciting as my dreams, I'd never get out of bed.
Thank God for an imagination.
And I'm always in the city...
NY, i think....