i’m having a tough time getting started today. i had a bad dream last night and i can’t seem to shake it. if you don’t like dream entries, just skip this one. i always say that because of something my writing teacher Dale told us once. he said nobody cares about your dreams. nobody. unless maybe they’re in them, and still they probably don’t care a lot.

in the dream sister #2, this guy jason that i know, and i were supposed to go to some brewery/musuem/something in southern minnesota. i know it was past Sleepy Eye. i know this because apparently we stopped for directions. we must have been running late for something because we were all freaking out about the time. it was after we stopped for directions that i realized i forgot my camera. i begged jason to go back so i can get it. apparently we were only five minutes from home/the hotel.

we went back, so i could run up and get my camera. i left sister #2 and jason in the bar and ran up to my room/place. when i got there it looked like someone had broken in. there was shit everywhere, and i had to search and search for my camera. eventually i found it under a pile of papers. in the dream i was freaking out because it was taking me forever, it’s like i was moving in slow motion. as i was trying to leave my apartment/hotel room the cats kept getting out of the room. at the same time my neighbor was trying to leave and her cats kept going into my apartment. it was terrible. all the while i know that i’m taking forever and that sister #2 and jason are going to be pissed.

finally, after like half an hour, i get down to the bar. as i suspected sister #2 and jason are furious. so furious that jason won’t even talk to me and leaves immediately. i am crushed. sister #2 tells me to call him, but i can’t seem to find his number. i keep checking my cellphone sure it was under the word ‘deceit’ but it doesn’t seem to call him.

then i woke up. and now i can’t shake this general feeling of yucky.