I just had a dream that was unbelievably like the dreamscapes in the movie Inception (a great show, by the way). Unfortunately, other than the fact that I woke up thinking that it was much like the movie, I cannot remember many more details except: I saw a woman handcuffing […]
“Clive needs you to do this on Saturday,” she said. “But…” I paused. I didn’t work on Saturdays. It was painful, hearing this. It felt like I was back in the army again, unexpectedly being recalled back for duty. Then suddenly, without much thought, I told her, “No, he doesn’t.” […]
I describe a dream I had, one where I died. It is just wonderful to wake up from death, just like in a fairy tale.