julianbleach

I Smell Like Cartoons

Dreamt Justine was staying at my place for a few days and nights. We watched daytime TV together and she met my friends. For some reason I was back in high-school. I watched her in an off broadway production she was starring in for the school. In one scene she was wearing a classic - the little black dress. In another play, while they were getting set up I noticed her splash water on herself but she looked in pain, I made eye contact and asked if she was ok, she shouted out that she was fine. She said it was for the show.

Most of my friends were there, sitting watching, waiting for this peculiar play to begin, while a groundskeeper ran a lawnmower over the whole auditorium and kept blocking my view. He handed me a pamphlet for a new craft business run by Andrea, and it was called I Smell Like Cartoons.

In an earlier dream I was trying to find my way home and came across a room full of white marble, and in the corner was an old lady sitting on a black leather couch watching the statue of David as muzak played faintly in the background. Then i dreamt my teeth were loose, crooked and pushed up inside my head.