adventures of a psychopathic magnet

Waking Life

For some reason, I don't dream very much. I will go for months without dreaming and then in one week dream non stop. That has been this week. The thing is, most of my dreams have involved my friends. These are always interessting because they tend to fall into one of two catergories. They are either a) super realistic, to the point that I can't figure out if it actually happened or b) dream like where they don't need to make sense. Out of the two I prefer the second. It can be embarassing to talk to someone and have to ask them if a conversation really occured.
This week Miss Kiyomi appeared in a dream. We got into a fight of sorts. Not the typical Kiyomi were she beats you with a book and calls you a loser. None of that. This was more of a Rachel anger. She got really frustrated and wanted to drop the subject. The subject you ask? She doesn't eat pita bread.
Me "how can you not eat pita?"
Kiyomi "I just don't, ok?"
M: "seriously though, you're a vegetarian, how can you not eat pita?" (lame arguement, but it's a dream what are ya gonna do)
K: "I just. don't. eat. IT!! OKAY?! Just drop it!"
Then one of my other dreams involved a friend I hadn't seen in awhile. He came to see me at work (man, dream bookstore is WAY cooler than actual bookstore). He had over come some issues and now owned a demolition company. So unfitting. Also he had flock of seagulls hair (sudder), had become a close talker always kinda leaning on you like he was drunk and started conversing with some philosopher in the store in Italian. The part that got me was, why was the secret service there?

posted by lulu @ 1:20 PM