Dreams: February 22
weird ammunition
I'm running along a riverbank, being chased by a big group of wild
kids of all ages. Another similar group is chasing that group. It's all a
wild game (reminding me of Lord of the Flies). Suddenly everyone
is gone. I'm all alone, walking along the riverbank, picking through the
trash and trace of their path. I get to a spot where there are a couple
bright, unrolled condoms scattered on the ground like uninflated balloons.
I bend down to pick them up (to get rid of the litter) and notice a few more.
Then I see that there are a whole bunch of colorful condoms all over the
ground -- pink, yellow, blue, green, purple. They're clean and dry.
overwhelming work & high school memories
NEXT, I'm walking with a huge heavy backpack on my back. I'm thinking
about all the schoolwork I have to do this week and feel very overwhelmed.
Too many big papers. How am I going to manage? Then I start looking through
the latest Ashland High School yearbook.
Phoebe is in
lots of the photos, which amuses me since she graduated last year. I realize
that she went back as a counselor or something. A composite of
Jenna/Holly
Berman is also in a bunch of the pictures.
I'm in a cafeteria. I see a frozen yogurt dispenser. I notice that
it actually dispenses a log of oreo cookies, smashed together and covered
in chocolate fro-yo. ______ (what's-his-name from A.H.S.) is sitting a table
nearby with a group of his friends. He gets up to try some oreo log.
FIN