It appears that this has become a dream blog, which is fine by me. I have one every night so that leads to lots of posting.

Last night I dreamt that I had a Pink Floyd album on vinyl, and it was two records, and my roommate had left it out so the cats walked all over it and it was dusty and generally dirty. I was PISSED. The A sides were black and the B sides were white. It was pretty neat looking. So somehow I end up at Costco (more often than not I feel I do in dreams) and right by the checkout counter there is a wee sponge (like a magic eraser) meant specifically for cleaning vinyl! What luck! I pick one up and take it home and clean the shit out of that record.

Earlier in my dream I was wandering around a wooded type area and something happened with my phone, I either dropped it in some water or broke it, and somehow I found a new one that was hanging out in my purse or somewhere else extremely convenient, and it was all purple and pink and white and opened like three different ways. I threw in my sim card and all was fine and dandy. Then I got back home and looked in a drawer and found another phone that I just had lying around for whatever reason, and tested it, and decided to use it. This one was black and silver and larger than any phone I've seen, and had 4 screens. It opened like a portfolio, the front and back had normal keypads and smaller screens, and then the two inner screens were larger touch sensitive ones. One of the inner screens had a keyboard below it. I don't know how any of this is relevant to my life. The black phone I had found in an abandoned building I was exploring with my friend James.

I think that's about all I remember.

listening to : m. ward, rollercoaster

Categories: dreams [t], vinyls [t], pink floyd [t], James [t]

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