Great... it's been half a year and I haven't written a single thing on this section of the blog. Well, here's a little something, although it isn't much.
I've been having crazy weird dreams lately. Last night I was a James Bond figure in a casino, and the owners were out to beat the crap out of me for some unknown reason. The night before I had work dreams about skiing with the staff, except instead of skis we go-karted down the hills. Before that I dreampt that I had the power to turn my body into water, and flow through all the cracks in the walls and floors to get around. I even disappeared and reappeared behind this guy who was following me at one point. And then later on someone tried to grab hold of me so that he could later kill me, but I turned into water and got away. I know that I saw another man in my dream who could do the same thing, but for some reason I knew that these powers were kept secret from the rest of the world, and we weren't supposed to talk about it. Later, there were these drunk people on the streets of Willet and Ellery (where I lived in Richmond Hill), and I was able to somehow fill up their glasses with water that came from my body just by thinking about it. I was trying to sober them up or something.
At least I'm no longer dreaming about West Side Story. After the play had ended I was still dreaming of being on stage for about a month! Intense!