Monday, June 24, 2013

head full of dominoes

Central Park is packed on the weekends, and I bumped into Lenya and Anya on the day of their wedding anniversary. They were going to listen to Wagner in the evening.
They helped me cross the park, I may have been a bit overheated and felt like the sentences coming out of my mouth were heavy like lead.
Amanda stayed the night. Outside my building, teenage boys stood by a car pumping music.  Men of various ages played dominoes, as they do on many nights. On the way over, Amanda counted the numerous barber shops, all packed at 9pm on a Saturday night.



Last night I had a dream in which I lost my mothers ring. It was made out of a black pearl, carved out, and then this man found it. His first wife had been a circus act, but had passed away. He had two kids. The boy had one large eye in the middle of his face, the girl crawled on all fours in a bridge. Somehow in giving it to me the ring, it was a proposal for marriage, to have a child. And I said I'd think about it, and his kids clung to me, I guess they needed a mother. He was kind and handsome but not very intelligent. Time felt like it was leaving me, I had to decide; if I said no, there was no guarantee there would be someone else, but I didn't know if I would be happy if I said yes. I wanted a child more than a husband. I also went to a ball at Dean's house. It was snowing out, and to get there we had to climb up in our fancy dressed, move some bricks and squeeze through a tiny window into a Gothic looking home.

other recent dreams I remember less distinctly; I was bisexual, but this was exhibited by the fact that I was a witch, and my parents wanted to murder me for it. I tried evading them by drinking champagne and wine with strangers in a fancy hidden cafe. In another one, a mad scientist serial killer was getting away, sometimes the dream would be like an animation rather than real life. The house I lived in was large but not finished, and one of the two walls holding in my room had a broken pipe from which water was leaking everywhere. Walking past human remains with flies buzzing over them was disturbing, even though it was in Miyazaki's style.
movies
  1. Moonrise Kingdom
  2. Возвращение (The Return 2003)
  3. Harold and Maude

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