Archive for August, 2011
Dream
Nothing like a new job to start the dream machine. I hauled dirt in a dump truck yesterday and had a wild one last night.
One of those surrealistic ones kinda like the scenery of the movie “book of Eli”.
I remember trains. We were like hobos. At one point,
I got seperated from everyone and ran into a gang
of crooks. Seems there were these railroad cars with
hay and they were somehow stealing them and selling
them back to the owners.
We were in this hotel. And there was nothing to eat.
The water wasn’t any good but you could get ice.
All in all, it was a scary dream because it portrayed a
time of lack.
