Me and my weird dreams...
May. 19th, 2004 06:21 pmI had a dream that I was living in the Philippines again. I was trying to find my brother, who had left to his factory job. Running through the dirty streets, looking around wildly at all the things I remembered but usually didn't think about much: the poverty, the smell of stagnant water and open sewers, the trash, the old, flaking buildings. I wasn't afraid, only terribly sad. Never did find my brother.
I promptly slid into another dream where I bought a hat that I really wanted and woke up, inconsolable, because I actually didn't have it. *sniffle*
Also, LAUNCHcast kicked me out of my station and said if I want to listen to it anymore this month, that I need to pay them. And eBay said if I want to sell with them, I have to put a credit card on file (because my bank account is not good enough anymore, despite years of loyal patronage). I bite my thumb at them because I am cheap and paranoid!
I promptly slid into another dream where I bought a hat that I really wanted and woke up, inconsolable, because I actually didn't have it. *sniffle*
Also, LAUNCHcast kicked me out of my station and said if I want to listen to it anymore this month, that I need to pay them. And eBay said if I want to sell with them, I have to put a credit card on file (because my bank account is not good enough anymore, despite years of loyal patronage). I bite my thumb at them because I am cheap and paranoid!