dream- bread
Thursday, October 2

i am at a church, near the front. there is some sort of event going on. perfomances. i pick up a guitar and play around softly, while these things are going on. a kid comes up to me and asks, "can i play it?"

"i don't know. it's not mine," i said.
"yeah, it's MINE. HAHAHAHAHA" **** said, as he took the guitar.

dreamshift

i was talking/arguing with E. i become aware that there is a third person. she is a friend of E's, and i am now defending myself against this friend as well.

"who are you?" i ask. she doesn't answer. "do you go to church?"
"yes."
"do you go to small group?"
"yes."
"which one?"
"***'s."

she doesn't try to see my side at all, and after a while, i run. i am running up oakwood ave. toward my arcadia home. when i get near, i stop abruptly, because there is a big commotion going on.

there is quite a large crowd on the lawn. lots of korean ppl (young looking) were lounging about. nearer to the street, was a large rectangle of people seated on chairs. aside from the bizarre formation, each of the people seated appeared to be caucasian or hispanic, some wearing wifebeaters. but their demeanor was strangest. because they didn't look like they were at a party. rather, they looked stiff and solemn, as if someone had died, or they were being held captive.

my mom and some family members were standing on the driveway. "jacob! did you hear? some of them are going on a missions trip to tibet! do you want to go?"

"whoa! really?! yeah, i'd love to go!" i replied.

i went in the house. and the house was not the same. < dreamshift? > i was in maryland, and it was winter. i was in a small kitchen on the upper floor of a dilapidated apartment?/condo?.

"jacob!" i saw k***** and j****, and i gave both of them great big hugs. "mmmmmmm, you smell good! what are you cooking?" i asked k*****. "nothing you can taste yet, boy!" she replied.

i leaned against the window, saw snow falling softly outside. we caught up a while, and then i saw a loaf of bread standing up on one end on the window sill.

"hey! can i have some of that bread?" i asked.
"no, no!" j**** said. "the cat's been around. dr. **** said that you shouldn't eat food that's been lying around in the open."
"what?" i laughed. "are you worried about toxoplasma? it comes from cat feces. cause i'm not worried about it."

i tore off the top half of the loaf, then split THAT in half. "look, i won't eat the top half, ok? just this part. this part should be ok."

/dream

yakob at 12:32 PM

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