I wake up to the storm this morning with a Mazzy Star song in my head.<\/p>\n
I had a very strange dream. I was doing bookkeeping and clerical work at this office somewhere, I can\u2019t recall the location.<\/p>\n
There were two other women who worked there, and one man. It seemed like a sort of bank.<\/p>\n
The first thing I can remember is needing to print out a check for someone who was sitting out in the lobby and I kept wrecking the check number and having to put correction tape over the number, only I kept screwing it up, and this woman had all these\u00a0funny calendars on her desk. You know the ones, they have them at your insurance agent\u2019s office, little tiny ones, with the tear-off sheets for each month, except these\u00a0had only Chinese writing on them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The man at the office wanted me to go through a list of names and correspond the list with each of some items in his office, to make sure they matched, and I remember it was somwhat intense, like I had a deadline or something and it was getting close. The \u2018items\u2019 were these strange pillows, all black velour-y, velvety kind of material, which had been sliced lengthwise, like a hamburger bun. The two split sides were shut together by a clasp of some sort, as with a ladies\u2019 purse. When you opened these things, there was this lint-like material, and some dusty stuff. On the inside upper part of each one was a person\u2019s name and each of these names corresponded to the ones on the list.<\/p>\n
Was this some sort of weird crematorium I was working at? Were these dead people\u2019s ashes? Who knew.<\/p>\n
The next thing I remember is the office is expecting a\u00a0guest and it\u2019s the next day after work, only I\u2019m the last one there. I\u2019m tidying up and just about to go into another room when there\u2019s a knock at the door.<\/p>\n
I have a huge stack of stuff and magazines that I\u2019m moving somewhere and holler that it\u2019s open and that I\u2019ll be right back. Without looking up, I come back into the room and I\u2019m still tidying stuff up, and without looking up,\u00a0I ask the person to make themselves comfortable, and ask her what she\u2019d like to drink, coffee, tea, diet coke, water?<\/p>\n
The woman answers by saying \u201cWhatever\u2019s easiest for you to get, I guess.\u201d I look up and see that it\u2019s Julia Stiles. Very weird.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I wake up to the storm this morning with a Mazzy Star song in my head. I had a very strange dream. I was doing bookkeeping and clerical work at this office somewhere, I can\u2019t recall the location. There were two other women who worked there, and one man. It seemed like a sort of … <\/p>\n