magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

dreamt i was talking with a group of people at a party or something. chris.k and others that i didn't know. they were all well tanned, it must have been after a vacation were people had gone to warm exotic places, and i felt a bit out of place with my paleness.

i wandered off, and found myself in a hallway in which the doors got smaller and smaller until there was one that i couldn't fit through. i tried for a while anyway, there was something drawing me down the hall. i figured that on the other side must be part of the risd museum that was off-limits except to qualified personnel. i could see people in lab coats and was afraid that they would take offense at my attempts to get in, but they didn't seem to notice.

some time later i was at another part of the museum, some sort of visitors' center. one of the people from the part was there. she must have been a new young teacher, she had a group of students with her.

months later i was at home and chris.k was getting ready to go out on a first date. "so what's her name?" i asked.

"melody."

"not the melody in architecture?"

"no. she's a teacher."

there was a knock at the door and i went to open it. for some reason i didn't have my glasses on. i could just see curly blond hair, an out of focus face. but at the same time i was watching the whole scene from a different vantage point and knew that she was the teacher from the party and museum. her tan had faded. i left to catch a train.

i had some difficulty getting to the platform at the train station. there were turnstiles, but most of them lead to a twenty foot drop. somehow i found my way down but missed the train. i stood in a sculptural, molded section of the platform that started to move, not as fast as a train, but in the same direction. and eventually arrived at the next station.

then somehow i found myself having to cross a river on monkey bars. my shoes started falling off and i kicked them to someone behind me rather than let them fall in the river. and later there was a climb up through layers of a building. i was with a group of people and at each floor, which was just a small room, there were literary and theatrical exercises that we had to take part in.

this was all somehow connected to the earlier secret wing of the museum.

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chris.k rented the idiots this evening. it was the second dogme film. i thought it was pretty good. he didn't like it as much as the first dogme film, the celebration. but i haven't seen that, so.