Wednesday, August 12, 2009

nothing is for sure and nothing is certain

I had another dream last night. It was one of those punched-in-the-stomach kind of dreams, the kind that leaves you slightly winded and thinking a little too much. I won't get into the nitty gritty details, except that it involved English class and a pretend transfer student from USC Business School who actually lives in SF in real life.

I blame this dream on watching (500) Days of Summer. When I think about each nuance of the dream, it starts to make sense. I think dreams are like shimmering tapestries of slippery memories, quirky details, and past traumas. Sometimes, they are hard to shake off. Sometimes I think that they are hard to shake off because I don't want to forget.

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