| I
was walking out of the art building... head
down... lost to my inner Rush, when my graphic
design advisor [JC] walked past me. He stopped,
turned, and asked, "Are you okay?" I stopped, but his words had evaporated
from my mind... I wasn't sure what he had said. I
didn't turn around... didn't say anything... just
stood there.
He didn't say anything else...
yet didn't continue on his way, either... just
stood there... and I woke up.
Got to sleep again....
I was sitting out on a small
grassy hill overlooking an irrigation canal.
There were apartments around me and someone was
calling for me to stay there... they'd be down in
a minute.
Suddenly, there were four or
five people, all members of the furry fandom. I'd
met one before, but the others I'd only heard
of... all pretty well-known in the fandom.
We were all going out to do
something... and I think we started walking
somewhere... but then I woke up... again.
...and, got back to sleep
again....
The last dream was more thought
than actual plot. There was a generic nude in
motion... sometimes male, sometimes female.
Walking, sitting, constantly moving in some
way... lifting an arm, turning their head....
Overlapping the person were
circles, squares, and lines... all tracing the
outlines of the muscle groups, line of action,
etc.
The image faded and my voice
said, "I live in a world of circles and
squares... spheres and cubes."
End.
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