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Sketch: The Christie Fit by VS

Okay, I really have to get down to making a list of small publishers that I want to approach/attack/harrass/hound soon.

I journalled this immediately when I woke up at 7:16am (while everything was still in my head) — so I don’t really have a good reason for blogging it, but oh well.

Most of this is word-for-word as I first wrote it…I like to keep it unpolished sometimes, heh.

Two nights ago.

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I dreamt of [x]. It was twilight. Nice dream…extended setting like in a comp game…we were in this world?…and the whole country/world had to go for this check-up or some test…it was a semi-school, semi-city kind of vast setting…like TP (Temasek Polytechnic) in the sense we were at a concourse…5 buildings surrounding.

We were holding a pamphlet each. So he walked out of the facility…and I followed without a word…then I said,

“Can I follow you? If you wanna be alone it’s okay, I’ll just stay behind.”

And he gave a very slight nod or something…was very focused on some thought…if it wasn’t a nod, it wasn’t a “no” — so I took it as a “yes” and followed him out anyway.

We went roaming around outside at twilight for a while…he was looking for something but I didn’t know what. There were artificial lights and a water fountain at the concourse. I pointed to a well-lit building and wanted to say, “That one is my favourite”, when he held up the pamphlet he was holding and asked,

“Do you know where [this place] is?”

Actually I didn’t, but I guessed due to the name…it was some medical name…and I guessed it was like in the ER or related building…so that’s where we went.

Then I did point to the well-lit one and said aloud “that’s my fav building”…he didn’t say anything…so we went into the building next to it, yeah.

I was looking at a bunch of random people, then we were outside the place he was looking for. He slipped the pamphlet into this plastic slot…like those stands which have a notice saying “Please Wait To Be Seated”…the place was a restaurant…I thought to myself (I always think in my dreams!!) — “Hey, he found the place!” and “Hmm, so I *was* right”, and “Ok, let’s go in.”

We had their signature ethnic-fusion dish…I was talking to the waitress. Young, bespectacled, disgruntled Chinese girl, but of good character.

I said to the girl, “I think I’ve been here a few years ago before”…and she said, “Yes, 5 years.”

[x] was always either at the right side or directly across from me at the rectangular table…and observing the hell out of me…we were the only customers there…that’s it. No special ending or anything.

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I haven’t really (mis)interpreted this, as yet. I might be learning from past…well, from the past. Rofl.

The thing is numbers. An old(er) dream I’ve had — this woman asked me in the dream, “were you 31 years old in (an earlier dream I had that same night; it gets trippy sometimes)?!” — and I said, “uhm, no” — and she went “argh!”

5 buildings at the concourse, 5 years ago at the restaurant.
5+5=10 years.

Will something happen when I’m 31?

Damn, that’s a long wait.