Neo: You ever have that feeling where you’re not sure if you’re awake or still dreaming?
Choi: All the time. It’s called mescaline, it’s the only way to fly.
I feel (or, by the time I am writing this, I felt) like I was still dreaming, due to having woken up late. Car sailed through green lights all the way to work, accentuating the dreamlike feeling. Easily distracted today by children playing in the fountain outside, as if it is interesting in a way it hasn’t been for months.
What I learned from my actual dreams this morning:
-It is better to have a pet dog than a pet lion. Especially when the lion decides to put your leg in its mouth and your pant cuff gets hooked on one of its big fang teeth.
-If a group of people are having a political debate in a room adjoining your apartment, but they didn’t invite you and have no explanation as to how they got into the building, you may have to eject them even if it isn’t clear if that’s the landlord’s responsibility or your own.
-I look silly wearing black sweat pants and a black sweatshirt with a Mickey Mouse on the front. (For the record, I do not own such a sweatshirt!)