(Presented in stream-of-consciousness, because let's face it, that's how dreams are.)
Last night I dreamed I met a friend for sushi in Pacific Beach and we met in a hotel lobby where another guy came over to us, got down on one knee and took my friend's hand and started to recite Shakespearian verse to her, which prompted her to look at me and say, "You can go now...I found the man that I want," and I went home but home was my mom's house and when I got there I went to the bathroom and found a note my mom had dug out of the trash that had the address of the sushi place and time and day and she had written a line at the bottom which said "Report?!" but the "o" in report was a heart and then I realized I had to go back to Pittsburgh and I needed to go to Harrisburg to catch a bus but both my dad and my brother were away and I didn't know how I'd get back and then I woke up.
I don't know what the hell any of this means, other than maybe I have too much on my mind and have no idea where I'm supposed to be these days.
Interesting dream, Gary.
Posted by: Shell | June 23, 2010 at 07:19 AM