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PG Plaza

Had a dream about me, Shari, and PG Plaza that was vivid as all hell. The first part, well, I was in some sort of workshop, maybe a writer's workshop, that was being conducted by my old old boss. She didn't recognize me before and was like "Aren't you the guy who is in the news all the time?" And I said "Let's call them news releases...just don't call it spam." It was pretty bizarre.

Then somehow I am in a restaurant waiting for Shari. I don't know if Jimi was there or not, maybe he was supposed to be? So I ate, and Shari came and had already eaten. I think we were on a mission to find an ATM machine so we could go shopping. It seems like there were so many stores and food kiosks that we wanted to try. The last thing I remember saying was like "Damn, we are so giddy to be in this mall. You'd think this was the first time we've ever been out on our own, like junior high school."

And then I woke up.

Posted by Rashid on December 10, 2005 4:41 AM