This morning I was sitting down to breakfast with my aunt. In between the gulping down of hot coffee and munching home-made cake, I declared with relish, "I have a dream to share!" I proceed to say, "Last night I had a dream of a big blue house. It was so big and beautiful. Except there were no doors to the house. You had to get really close to the house and then you can see the outline of a door. Then you can go inside but inside, there's lots of little rooms." My aunt looked at me and then her eyes sort of glazed over. Then there was a pause as she tried to come up with the appropriate response to such a boring, nondescript, utterly trivial and supremely meaningless dream. I went back to eating my cake.
Last night I ran around with a friend to buy stuff for a giftbag to be donated to Hearts for DC, a charity organization to distribute goods to the homeless. I couldn't believe how quickly things added up money-wise even when shopping at discount stores like Target and Kmart. We had to get gloves, scarfs, longjohns, hats, and daily toiletries. All of this of course is out of our own pocket, but luckily we are splitting the giftbag cost. Anyway, somebody should be pretty happy this Christmas, with all the brand spanking new things he's getting as well as the impeccable tastes that this fabulous lamb and friend have brought to the selection of such items. If I may say so myself, these things are not half-bad.
Weekend forecast - going to NYC, on my tri-monthly pilgrimage. It should be a good time. No wild crazy clubbing this time, it's just gonna be me kicking back and relaxing with my buddies.
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I had a crazy dream too. I dreamed that somehow a tear in the fabric of space was created and thus it was sucking up everything and a timer was counting down and by the end of the timer, the entire universe would be gone. Well, the timer reached 0 and instantly, I became nothing yet I was still capable of though. So I thought to myself, hmm, so this is what the after-life is all about. Then I was given a rating on how I lived my life. Soon after, I was to be born again and I was somehow coming out of a womb of some woman and I began to lose my memories of my previous life and all that I knew. I was also praying that I wasn't going to be born a black baby. Now hows THAT for a dream?
I can't believe you went out to buy new stuff for the homeless. I don't even give away old stuff to the homeless. Well, I guess that's not entirely true. I did give away all my old clothes. But giving to the homeless is over rated. They are only a burden on society and thus should be eliminated.
Cool dream, possible cooler than mine.
I am trying to become a good person, can't you tell? do not hinder my progress to heaven.
You're not going to heaven. You're going to be born again as a black baby.
aww really? if that happens, I'm going to make sure your reincarnated self gets married to mine. how would you like THAT?
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