Monday, September 28, 2009

night of 09/27/09

i am in a group of people whom i know but among whom feel i do not belong, as we are slightly antagonistic. we are sitting in a darkened movie theater and they begin to complain because i keep changing the channel and volume with the remote, fiddling around. i and one of the others to whom i am a little bit closer leave, and jump out--we had been in an airplane. we have various supernatural abilities, and we can fall from any height with no detriment. we land on my mother's back yard, beside a large pond. there is a duck in the pond. the person i am with confesses that he is tired of his previous existence. he takes out a pill and swallows it. we had all had access to these pills, of which there are four possible effects. this one changes you into an animal, irrevocably. some other inanimate object, possible a stufed animal, also takes one of those pills. so now there are two more ducks on the pond. i explain this to the others when they arrive. later, my mother arrives at the pond, which is simultaneously in the back corner of the yard and the back corner of the basement, and the ducks have gone. we theorize that there is a fan vent they could have gotten out through. [note: the pond is not where it was in real life, as in an old photo I saw recently of me and my brother as kids standing in front of our backyard pond. the basement corner is where my father would sit and watch TV.]
my father lives next door; i have visited recently. i am walking around the front of my mother's house in an ill-fitting suit; i keep pulling at the shirt sleeves to get them to fit properly, although they remain hanging out too far. coming around the side of the house i see my father through the window of his house. he is dressed in a suit that fits him impeccably and is talking on the phone using a headset. [note: much like the headset i use for work; he never used one.] i hurry around the corner to the back so that he won't notice me. he has, though, and as i reach the back door is suddenly coming up the walk behind me. i go in, and my mother is there, noticing my father coming in. she bumps into me trying to walk into the dining room, trying to avoid my father.

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