"in the dream i'm on the set of some porn movie as director or producer, and i'm surrounded by slightly overweight middle-aged performers, 45-50 year old. some scenes are on the beach and others take place in a theater. the final section is in a cold room of some second story walk-up. the thermostat is set to thirty degrees.
i'm unsure how these dreams were connected, or why they are so unsettling, except that they were permeated by the same listless sadness. i could sense it in the tired, over-worn bodies of the actors, and their quiet desperation haunted me as i woke, and woke, and woke, and couldn't stay asleep as the sun slowly rose on the other side of the curtains...
when i finally rose, i felt physically sore, like my own body was one of those about to be abused in the dream."
Friday, September 4, 2009
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