the other night i, apparently, had a dream so...amazing / surreal / ridiculous / fill-in-the-blank that it inspired me to stumble out of bed, find a pen, find a notebook, and jot down a few key words that would "surely" help me remember the entire dream come morning.
thing is...i FORGOT i had even climbed out of bed to DO just that.
that is, until this evening...as i lay in bed, about to drift asleep -- when it hit me!
wait! didn't i have some crazy dream the other night?! and didn't i get out of bed and write down a few words in some notebook to help me remember it, using only the moonlight to find my way?!
i clapped, and my bedroom lights popped on. sure enough, there, on the dresser by my bed, was a notebook. closed.
i took a deep breath and opened it.
inside, hastily scribbled on the first page, were four distinct words.
BELLBOY
COLLAR
VEGAS
DRUNK
i have no clue what i even dreamt about nor do I EVEN WANT TO KNOW. i'm so scared.
til next time...
Monday, December 03, 2007
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