NOT SO COOL SHIT I DREAM ABOUT:
1) A movie adaptation of Murakami's Wind-Up Bird Chronicle; but the film wasn't about anything that happens in the book. This dream-film was about a mentally retarded man who becomes obsessed with street dancing and travels around Japan to interview different dance crews and find out about the hand gestures their teammates make on the sidelines while someone else on their crew is dancing. Wait isn't that one of the plots in Kafka on the Shore? Just kiddin'.
ALSO, a subplot involving a woman criminal being transferred from one prison to another by a male detective who stops the car in a field and lets her get out and shoot at pheasant with a handgun. Did I mention it was all filmed in English? No, of course I didn't. It was.
There was also this repeating theme of cats drinking from dripping faucets and water spigots. But, that almost sounds Haruki Murakami inspired doesn't it?
2) A dream about my youngest nephew falling into a swimming pool and floating to the bottom of the deep end while I'm holding onto the side of the pool trying to prepare myself with going under the water to rescue him; only to find out that my legs have given up and so all I'm able to do is scramble around at the top of the water and watch Oliver drown.
The funny thing that woke me up from this dream was that I was laying in bed on my stomach and had both of my legs bent back so that the bottoms of my feet were facing the ceiling. So when I suddenly woke up with my feet like this, I relaxed my legs; which in turn banged my toes on the baseboard of my bed.
Which is also why I'm up and typing this out because my big toe is still throbbing in pain. I also fell asleep at 8 p.m. so I'll probably be up for the rest of the morning.
Cheers!
Mattie
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