Saturday, December 21, 2013

Dream Journal Seventy-one.


Last night, I revisited the pizza shop.

It was in a new form now. The main theme of the dream seemed to have been my old lifestyle of exhausting all eight hundred dollars of my earnings from Joann on fast food.The dark demeanour of night-time reminded me strongly of the scene in ‘Goodbye,Lenin!’ where in the protagonist’s sister sees their father passing through the drive-thru of the McDonald’s where she works. The worlds of Alyssa Siegman and of especially Brianna Love seemed to have woven the tapestry of the landscape ( in fact,cityscape).

When Brianna called her mother and asked if she and she could ‘go to Greek,’ it seemed to have become cemented in my minds. The Athens Market cafĂ©, McDonald’s,and Boston Market, seemedall to have been  leant as inspiration to the dream. Starbucks, in that respect, must have been central, as the basis for the pivotal pizza establishment. The atmosphere was comfortingly most precisely like that of  ‘The Secret of Monkey Island : Special Edition,’ most probably taken from the scene wherein Guybrush is approaching Elaine’s manor for the first time and one can see her tiny attack poodles from the distance of the path encircling the mountainside, whoseconical peak, in the game, always feels absurdly and anticlimactically close.

                                    dm.A.A.

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