Last night's dream.
This is the dream I had last night and may contain names you don't know. You can ask or just assume who they are, it's up to you...
I kept seeing pretty brutal fist fights everywhere I went. A lot of groups beating the crap out of single guys and just wailing on them. I could hear the sounds of the fists as if I was right in the middle of the action, but I was at a large distance away. This was happening throughout the dream, anytime I looked out a window basically.
Then I found myself in a coffee shop with a new girlfriend. Jodi was there sitting against a pillar. They recognized each other and started talking and then Jodi asked "is that Bryan you are with?" and so I came over and a whole bunch of us were sitting around a table. Someone mentioned something and I made a comparison to a black woman's boob, and there was a table of black thugged out looking people next to us that all looked over. I started saying to them all that I didn't mean it that way and they all turned around and went back to their business. After a little bit of time with my table all talking and laughing, mainly between Jodi and I, the black people table was leaving and the chick came over to me and whispered in my ear "it's okay that you are racist because you are hot." To that I responded "I am not racist. I tell jokes, that's what I do. nothing racist or hate filled, not with the 'N' word, but stuff like 'two black guys walk into a bar.'" When I said that she smiled, kissed me on the cheek and handed me her number.
Then I was at the studio in my office and Erika came in to tell me that Shasta needed me in her office. When I got there Shasta said that she read my journal and if I need someone to talk to she is always there. I brushed it off and said I was fine and then she told me we needed some help with a shoot. Shasta was looking at a list and then said "you are going to have some help today, a kid named Brad is coming in". When he walked in the room I said "what's up little Dworkin" and Shasta asked "you two know each other?" I said that we lived a street beside each out our entire lives, blah blah. She asked me if it was okay that we worked together and I said "Szalai would be a better choice, but he will cost more money." So we started filming these two guys on what looked like diving boards that were standing on surf boards with sand underneath, it was some kind of surfing race on sand. They were doing crazy stunts and flips on the sand and somehow racing as if it was huge waves.
Then Shasta and I were reviewing some footage from a trip we all took together and she was loving the angles and closeups that I had done. I laid down on the couch and was controlling the playback while laying down. Every now and then she would utter "that's incredible." Someone was sitting on the floor at the arm of the couch where my head was, I don't remember who. When I started seeing their hair move a lot I half looked over and it was a tarantula moving really fast. I woke up startled as if it was real...
I kept seeing pretty brutal fist fights everywhere I went. A lot of groups beating the crap out of single guys and just wailing on them. I could hear the sounds of the fists as if I was right in the middle of the action, but I was at a large distance away. This was happening throughout the dream, anytime I looked out a window basically.
Then I found myself in a coffee shop with a new girlfriend. Jodi was there sitting against a pillar. They recognized each other and started talking and then Jodi asked "is that Bryan you are with?" and so I came over and a whole bunch of us were sitting around a table. Someone mentioned something and I made a comparison to a black woman's boob, and there was a table of black thugged out looking people next to us that all looked over. I started saying to them all that I didn't mean it that way and they all turned around and went back to their business. After a little bit of time with my table all talking and laughing, mainly between Jodi and I, the black people table was leaving and the chick came over to me and whispered in my ear "it's okay that you are racist because you are hot." To that I responded "I am not racist. I tell jokes, that's what I do. nothing racist or hate filled, not with the 'N' word, but stuff like 'two black guys walk into a bar.'" When I said that she smiled, kissed me on the cheek and handed me her number.
Then I was at the studio in my office and Erika came in to tell me that Shasta needed me in her office. When I got there Shasta said that she read my journal and if I need someone to talk to she is always there. I brushed it off and said I was fine and then she told me we needed some help with a shoot. Shasta was looking at a list and then said "you are going to have some help today, a kid named Brad is coming in". When he walked in the room I said "what's up little Dworkin" and Shasta asked "you two know each other?" I said that we lived a street beside each out our entire lives, blah blah. She asked me if it was okay that we worked together and I said "Szalai would be a better choice, but he will cost more money." So we started filming these two guys on what looked like diving boards that were standing on surf boards with sand underneath, it was some kind of surfing race on sand. They were doing crazy stunts and flips on the sand and somehow racing as if it was huge waves.
Then Shasta and I were reviewing some footage from a trip we all took together and she was loving the angles and closeups that I had done. I laid down on the couch and was controlling the playback while laying down. Every now and then she would utter "that's incredible." Someone was sitting on the floor at the arm of the couch where my head was, I don't remember who. When I started seeing their hair move a lot I half looked over and it was a tarantula moving really fast. I woke up startled as if it was real...