dreams: February 18, 1999
disharmony in the bingo game
I'm playing bingo in a big room of people spread out all over the floor.
I'm excited. Four numbers are up n a big wall: 2, 3, 4, 16. The woman
calls out "32." Suddenly I realize that I don't have a little bingo board to
be checking off. Everyone is holding up small square boards. I get up,
frustrated that I don't have one. The people around me are getting annoyed
that I'm standing up and stepping on them. I'm disrupting everyone around
me. They're grumbling, telling me to stop it, to be quiet, to sit down.
I go to the back of the room. I see a long bin of pens against the wall.
I pick one out.
Phoebe is a strong and beautiful athlete
Phoebe is
running in a race. We are all cheering her on. John is here. She is
almost at the finish line. She is very tall and slim with long legs.
Ha! I've never eaten seeds!?
I'm talking to a woman who tells me that another woman said I'd never eaten
seeds in my life. I scoff, getting very defensive. I put her down, saying
that she's so ignorant that she doesn't even know what seeds ARE. I
picture a pile of sesame seeds.
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