Wednesday, March 30, 2005

centre of attention

I woke up at 4AM. I dreamt that I was with The Tenor at his office. He was sitting at his desk. I had to use the bathroom and the only place to go was at this toilet in the centre of the room. I pulled the curtain around me, which was the hard kind on a track (like the kind they have in schools and synagogues to split a room). The enclosed area was so small that my ass was pressed up against all sides. I felt enormous and I was terribly self-conscious. I could not go. I awoke having to pee (of course) and couldn't get back to sleep.

1 comment:

Rachel said...

I find those types of dreams always seem to stay in the back of my brain all day, bugging me of course!