had three dreams this morning.
one: was taking a mandatory class in school. not sure if it was hs or college, but prolly hs. structured much like a foreign language class, but apparently this was based on the language of the beluga whale. the teacher was correcting our whale noises—don’t know how to transpose that in writing. so freaking weird. i can only chalk that up to the guy next to me on the train last night was reading nat’l geo, and there was one ocean picture i saw with dorsal fins of killer whales.
two: this runt kid kevin schuster, from my hs and one other guy are in this. there are some kids sitting on a banister. kevin and this kid shove past them and look like they’re going to try and sit on their laps. the kids are facing out—towards like this courtyard thing. and this is what i thought was like 4 stories up. and kevin and this kid jump. i wait for the awful noise. nothing. i lean over and they’re just falling falling. at least 12 floors. and then they stop—like stop motion suspense. i was going nuts. i couldn’t figure it out. then i realize it’s a complicated suspense mechanism made out of dental floss.
third: not as weird, but i can’t remember it anymore.
