magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

my dreams involved games played on tennis courts, cameras, and tribal face paint. but the part that is clearest took place on a street like benefit street in providence, historic new england, but at the same time more futuristic. i was with someone else, and ducked into an alley between houses. it turned out to be some sort of scenic overlook. there was a ravine, and on the other side a heavily wooded hillside with a road snaking along it. i looked down the ravine and could see the beb, and some of the rest of providence, but much more built up. i pointed it out to my companion, who must have once been an architecture student at risd too. i was a little concerned that we were so close to providence, because i was looking for some quaint village that i had been to once or had seen in a dream.