In the past week, Dennis and I have both had very specific dreams in which we are told to basically quit bitching. In his case, it was the hippie character from the last episode of Minoriteam (on Adult Swim) who told him that he has a great life, and in my case it was this random guy I knew when I was in college in New York. I believe the exact words were something like:
Look, Sara - if your life now is as good as it seems, and I know how shitty your life was before, then just eating a goddamn sandwich should be a cause of celebration, let alone all the other amazing stuff that is happening.
And then I flew around his apartment a couple of times and left. Actually, it wasn't really flying so much as jumping from wall to wall. I do that a lot in my dreams. There was also a subplot involving a blimp with birthday candles on it. But I think the thing about the goddamn sandwich was supposed to be the takeaway.
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