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<!DOCTYPE html> <html> <head> <meta charset="utf-8"> <title>2020-09-01-Dreams</title> <link type="text/css" rel="stylesheet" href="/default.css"/> <meta name="viewport" content="width=device-width, initial-scale=1"> </head> <body> <h1>2020-09-01-Dreams</h1> <h1>Dreams </h1> <p> <h2>R. </h2> <p> <p>Last night I dreamed that you'd shaved your head. You were excited and called me about it. I got a picture (in my mind's eye?) of what you looked like. It was nice. I woke up this morning still thinking it was true. I realized before I saw you that it couldn't be -- you would never shave your head. Why did I dream it? <p> <h2>Masks </h2> <p> <p>A family of loud patrons refused to wear masks. I was in the old library from graduate school -- remember the foyer? They were at the table we had set up and were demanding to be let in, but I stood firm. The man was tall and big and scary, and his family stood behind him, like a phalanx. I thought they would charge at us but finally they turned and stalked away: lions from rotten meat. I turned around relieved and my coworker was there, without a mask, smiling and chatting. I was distraught. The words formed behind my lips to take him down, and I woke up. <p> <h2>Others </h2> <p> <p>Those are all I can remember. I know there are others. They wait in the shadows. </body> </html>