My dreaming dry spell was finally broken last night. When I woke up I was left with impressions from (count them) FOUR strange scenes:
1. I was at a theater seeing a play with my friend Lisa. There was a fire and the place was rapidly filling with smoke. People were evacuating. I was crawling around on the floor looking for my keys as several theater employees began to vacuum the carpets all around me.
2. I was sitting at a big table eating cream of wheat. I didn't have a bowl. My friend came up and sat across from me. She poured her bowl of macaroni salad all over my cream of wheat. Gross!
3. I worked in a skyscraper, and I had to walk up a very tall flight of stairs to get to my floor. The stairs were situated on the outside of the building and they were only about 12 inches wide. There was no railing. I carefully made my way up about 15 stories to the top of the staircase, only to realize that the door to my office was still another 20 feet away. I just stood there.
4. Everyone working in my office showed up with afros. The boss lady said she was going to reprimand Harriet because her afro just wasn’t big enough.
