My dreams got mixed with NPR again, and I dreamed a complex series of tunnels beneath the Gaza plateau were being used by Palestine fast-food delivery services. I also dreamed I couldn’t walk (I’d take 2 steps then my legs would force me to sit down, another 2 steps, and so on) so I put on roller skates so I’d least make some progress in between collapses. And a tribe of mud-covered cannibals didn’t want me roller-skating in their temple. And an Israeli student absent-mindedly left her gun in science class.
I didn’t get enough sleep this weekend, I’ve got blue under my eyes again.