Sunday, February 05, 2006
Last night I dreamt I was in London at a movie theater, and I had a remote control and could chose what I was watching. I didn't realize anyone else was in the room, though, until I heard people behind me groan after I switched channels. Suddenly there was a weird guy with stringy white hair like cornsilk sitting next to me, well, hovering over me would be more accurate. I got up and left and went outside, and I was still in London, but the Thames opened out into an enormous bay like San Francisco, and there was a huge bridge half-finished and stretching out into the middle of the bay, stopping in mid-air. I thought I needed to get to Jamaica, and I heard Bob Marley singing "The sun is shining, the weather is sweet..."