Feb. 2010 - words of wisdom with Conan O'Brien in the subway; he let Ryan and I live in his place for awhileTrains seem to come up a lot in my dreams; especially crazy ones that have no rails or boundaries and glide slowly, as if in slow motion.
Last Week 2010And here are some older ones:
- working at staples, reminiscing about the copiers, moved the break room so it's really ugly now
- had a baby, but dropped it on it's head, every time i went to pick it up it was just a socklike piece of cloth and then it would bubble up at the top to turn back into a babys head, anxiety in thinking i had killed it or would drop it again
End of 2009
- saw old movie with me as little girl, happy moment with parents...found out guy who has it lives above uncles' old bar (where we were going to live)...he invites me there to see all the old stuff we left behind (moms shoes, dads report with a pic of him skinny and without a shirt), old clothes and games..he also has weird places in the apt that are like an exhibit of old broken metal chairs and tables...then i leave and I'm suddenly a man, and the guy shoots me
- in my house which had been remodeled in other dreams, now is old and decrepit with secret rooms (one with an astronomical society) and old wood; mom had two more babies, one named kelsey who is actually like a 6 yr old but in baby form; i find out while on vacation that i am pregnant, can't drink alcohol but do by accident at party cousins throw for me; David Lynch is there and he says he has handwriting just like me
- at work they hire new ppl like [people from elementary & high school]; I decide to dress in leather next day, but I forget about a posting for something that night before I leave, but I find out that this is because I am a mistress of the night and find myself with these fantasy beings that model themselves after hostess cakes (a bunch of people in black and white leather/plastic that are dressed like me, weird float creatures)
Labels: baby, childhood, conan, hostess, lynch, staples
