Gordon B. you may appreciate this: So, I failed @ something UE related--has to do w/my work, not a huge deal but it was a kick in crotch anyway. I hate being disappointed especially when it's all on me and I TRY. Anyway, enough w/my emo whine-fest, I'm not over my FAIL, but I'll deal. Apparently how I deal is through my subconscious taking over my dream-time and opening up awesome worlds for me. So, I fall asleep and find myself back in Atlanta @ Poncy-Highland (probably means nothing to most--it's a neighborhood near downtown ATL, currently over-priced but still kind of cool). In this neighborhood is an entrance to the Cincinnati subway system (GTFO!). The entrance is clearly an entrance, but it's dilapidated and ignored by the people of the ATL. It's also monitored by cops, but not that closely. If they see someone go in, they'll bust them, but they aren't all over it. So I go in. It's like a run-down mall in there, just about as populated but minus the crappy stores. Walking around nervously I find explorers who have taken the tunnels to NEW ZEALAND, ENGLAND, and AFRICA. I'm freaking out! But, for some reason I have to surface (still have a wife and kids even in awesome dream-land). I made plans to go back, and hopefully I will. But really, I had no idea the tunnels went so far. Ok, so that's it. I'm going to go all Freud and say that the dream is rooted in two things: my epic FAIL and a book I'm reading w/my class called Lanark: a Life in Four Books. In it, the "hero" and his "wife" (yeah, it's fantastic realism and a confusing narrative!) go into an abandoned subway tunnel as the travel through a postmodern version of Hell. Incredible read, even if my student freaking hate it.
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