CRACK DREAMS
i was in the ghetto of milwaukee with prairie and raji....the arab ghetto. and in this crack dream, the arab ghetto of milwaukee was exactly like day-to-day Baghdad....just bombs going off around every corner. i don't even know if there IS an arab ghetto in milwaukee but this one was legit. we stopped in a restaurant to get lunch, and all the while i couldn't stop thinking that the whole building was about to go up in flames in the midst of some jihad. i don't even think we got a table, we probably just sat on the floor. we nervously ate our lunch and lived to tell about it, but after lunch we decided we should go to a different part of town. we just weren't sure how we should get there. i actually remember my process of configuration at this part in the dream...this was my pitch to raji and prairie:
well, we shouldn't get a taxi. taxi drivers probably get shot all the time in Baghdad, i'm sure it's no different here. i definitely don't feel safe walking in this neighborhood. we could call somebody to pick us up but nobody would feel safe even coming here....i say we just call an ambulance."
so that's what we did. we called 911 and told them we needed a ride out of the ghetto. sure enough...they sent an ambulance and we got out safely...because nobody is going to shoot an ambulance.
over the past few years my dreams have gotten a lot less terrifying and a lot more just flat out strange. i'm OK with that.
seeyall @ okie dogs