Three threads of dreams:
(1) Thom Kortkamp, a reunion, but he was disaffected, bipolar, scary.
(2) Flying. Do not remember flying, but I believe I did. What I remember is trying to show someone else how I did it—just start flapping your arms; you’ll get a little lift; then start kicking your legs; then flap and kick, and up you go—but I couldn’t get off the ground. This happened before in a dream. Where I expected to be able to fly, but couldn’t.
(3) Crush on Annie Castello (grade school). I ended up getting in a fight. This guy and I were arguing face to face, then we were both about to kiss, to spite each other, and he slips me either a loogie or his tongue, or both, and I push him down on a picnic table and put a cigarette out under his eye. I thought all of this would impress Annie but when I looked up after the fight she was no longer around. And I felt like a fool.
[12.17.2006]
The Writing of John B. Randall 