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escape fantasies ~ 2001-01-11 - 03:58:36 ever lost a hundred dollars? yeah, I'm not having a good day. most of the last of the money I have in the world has disappeared, and when it hit me that I was that much further away from getting out of here... I spent most of the day in bed. that kind of I-just-don't-want-to-look-at-the-world day in bed. I'm trying to look at my time here as some kind of spiritual test, but I just get really tired sometimes. I did have a really cool dream while I was in bed, though. I dreamed that I had just rented this apartment, and it was amazing. I was hesitant at first, for some reason I thought $115 was too much rent, but I decided to take it. it was in boston (I don't know why), but the guy who rented the place to me was darun, my israeli car mechanic from santa cruz who sold me the peugeot. as soon as he left, I started walking around the place, and I discovered all of these rooms that I hadn't seen the first time through... it was part of an old converted mansion, that kind of peeling-old-shabby-beautiful, with 15 foot ceilings and woodwork everywhere, and so many rooms. it was furnished, and there was a huge bedroom with three king-size beds... the bathroom had a big old clawfoot tub... then there was a living room that filled with light at sunset, a big kitchen, even a dining room, although there wasn't any furniture in there. it was kind of only halfway furnished, kind of empty and echoing, but so completely cool. I couldn't believe I was living there. and the woman who'd lived there before me had left behind all kinds of things-- there was an entire closet full of nothing but board games. I just kept walking around and exploring. I didn't want the dream to end. I didn't want to wake up and find myself back in milwaukee.
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