dream in Chicago
Dec. 8th, 2008 06:18 amIt's strange how memory fragments in a dream.
For example, in my dream, I flew to Chicago at the last minute. Unlike Vancouver, it was so last-minute that I brought no luggage, and arranged no lodging.
I remembered that Chicago winters were bitter, but somehow my reality-generator didn't create that, so the plot of the dream was to hurry up and buy warm clothes while it was still warm anywhere.
I also remembered that I had less than $200 in my bank account until Friday, and seriously considered that my only move was to get my return ticket home, on Southwest.
Also, last time I stayed in Chicago, it was at a friend's house. But I had a special dream memory where I knew of a hostel in town, and somehow knew I was on the wrong bus to get there. Bus, not train. Dream Chicago was nothing like real Chicago. It was practically Phoenix.
For example, in my dream, I flew to Chicago at the last minute. Unlike Vancouver, it was so last-minute that I brought no luggage, and arranged no lodging.
I remembered that Chicago winters were bitter, but somehow my reality-generator didn't create that, so the plot of the dream was to hurry up and buy warm clothes while it was still warm anywhere.
I also remembered that I had less than $200 in my bank account until Friday, and seriously considered that my only move was to get my return ticket home, on Southwest.
Also, last time I stayed in Chicago, it was at a friend's house. But I had a special dream memory where I knew of a hostel in town, and somehow knew I was on the wrong bus to get there. Bus, not train. Dream Chicago was nothing like real Chicago. It was practically Phoenix.