Tuesday, October 24, 2000

Another weird dream -- this time, about climbing up an obsidian-black spiral staircase, trying to collect some books. They go under this turnstyle at the top and then start coming back down (kind of like luggage carousel at the airport). Then I remember sliding down, down, down the staircase with an armful of books. And then someone was betting on me like I was the ball popping around in the roulette wheel.

No wonder I get to the cafe feeling tired. :)

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