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i dreamt that i was in a dining hall that looked very much like the inside of a house. sushi was there and it was very early in the morning. still dark. i'm pretty sure i was in a bathing suit. knowlton was on the opposite side of the green. i was feeling really bad because i had woken patrick up thinking it was 8am, but it was only 2am. he came back to the little apartment where we lived and i apologized profusely. there was a guy out front who held the door open for patrick when he walked in. for some reason i thought he must be the custodian. then he came in and started offering us tortilla chips. lots of them. he opened a cabinet that was full of bags of tortilla chips. i was confused.
in my next dream, i went to a museum with patrick, my mom, william, jack, and andy. we were walking up a very steep ramp, surrounded by small wooden castles, all painted different colors. jack lifted one of the castles up and realized it was on hinges, so we could see inside. i had seen these very castles on an episode of mr. rogers' neighborhood, so i knew exactly how they worked. i knelt down in front of one and turned the crank on the right side. sure enough, the drawbridge came slowly down, then back up it went. i was very proud of myself for having so much small wooden castle knowledge.
a year ago today, i was sitting on the stone steps of a fountain in roma, eating chocolate gelato with patrick. that was pretty awesome.
peace, love, custodial chips, and museum castles.
in my next dream, i went to a museum with patrick, my mom, william, jack, and andy. we were walking up a very steep ramp, surrounded by small wooden castles, all painted different colors. jack lifted one of the castles up and realized it was on hinges, so we could see inside. i had seen these very castles on an episode of mr. rogers' neighborhood, so i knew exactly how they worked. i knelt down in front of one and turned the crank on the right side. sure enough, the drawbridge came slowly down, then back up it went. i was very proud of myself for having so much small wooden castle knowledge.
a year ago today, i was sitting on the stone steps of a fountain in roma, eating chocolate gelato with patrick. that was pretty awesome.
peace, love, custodial chips, and museum castles.