2025-09-06: three dreams

in the first one, a series of plays put on by me and someone who damaged my life many years ago. when the plays are done, i keep coming back to a little booth at the top of the auditorium where, my brain tells me, she's been sitting between performances. there's a note there, about a relationship she had with someone before me. i ask the empty booth if perhaps it's something she wants to talk about? i suddenly wake up. (apparently not.)

in the second one, my partner and i are in receipt of a (contraband) north korean beagle. we draw the shades and turn out the lights as the little dog jumps and runs around the house (for reasons unknown: my childhood home on an elm-lined street).

in the last one, something more mundane. debugging something very complicated with an old friend. exactly what never specified by my sleep-addled brain. i haven't seen him in over a decade, since my last visit to my childhood hometown, when he and his brother and i got together to do some board gaming. he has since moved several times, and now lives a few miles from my parents far west of here. a good reminder to give him a call the next time i'm in town.

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