Sunday, December 21, 2008

Fist Bumps in the City

I don't know if it's the wind blowing outside or the wacky dreams I'm having tonight, but I can't stay asleep.

In my dream, I first passed unnoticed through a scene in Sex and the City. All four of the main characters were there when Trey made a surprise, and unwanted, appearance. He was escorted away by an unknown man. This transitioned into my staying at some hotel, needing to take Jasmine, our family's dachshund that passed away last year, outside to go to the bathroom. We made it to the elevator doors (we were on the eighth floor), and when they opened, there was an unattended baby in one of those carrier things on the floor. Just as the doors were about to close, the baby's parents arrived. They fetched their baby and decided to take the stairs instead, but not before I scolded them for leaving the baby. The doors then closed and Jasmine and I were on our way.

The elevator moved so slowly. The weirdest thing of all was during the ride down, I was giving fist bumps to Jasmine. Why I was giving fist bumps to a dachshund, that's beyond comprehension. The elevator doors finally opened to the ground level, a combination lobby and restaurant. Jasmine, really having to go to the bathroom now, ran out immediately. She raced past a former co-worker sitting at one of the tables, and then by a waiter delivering something to another table, knocking him and whatever was on his tray onto the floor. The last thing I remember is Jasmine changing direction a couple times, not being able to find a door outside.

Fist bumps with a dachshund. That's a new one.

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