Sitting here, drinking coffee
October 16, 2007 – 7:11 amLast night I dreamed that all my friends from Flickr came to town. You were there too. We all sat on the curb in front of the historical society with our cameras ready to photograph a Russian bride. A man with a top hat came out and introduced her. He had a ridiculous looking camera that he furiously wound up as he talked.
Then the bride came out. She was breathtaking. Her gown was cream and articulated with pearls and lace. Her lips were painted a bright red.
We snapped photos like mad. We clapped and cheered. Accordions groaned and cymbals crashed in the pale light. The air stank of beer. I took a picture of a midget child dancing with ballons.
And then they were gone.
It was all so clear. The doves taking flight in front of the bride. The dancing, the dress and the wedding party and the fall leaves scraping on the bricked street.
6 Responses to “Sitting here, drinking coffee”
wow. flickr dreams. that’s crazy.
By rachel burgos on Oct 17, 2007
and also congratulations for having such vivid dreams. i have vivid ones that i forget, but i know they’re vivid. i just know.
By rachel burgos on Oct 17, 2007
Hey, that’s such a cool dream! {:->
By Lara on Oct 17, 2007
You are really a poet with a great sense of humor. Beautiful dream haha… …you are way to love Flickr man~
musta tell ya something that you and ur family inspire me something…sooner or latter I’ll let people know : )
Keep on good dreams, Ted.
By Cait on Oct 17, 2007
But the question becomes, if you’re working (as paparazzi?) in your sleep, are you rested when you awake?
By Heather on Oct 18, 2007
Oh, now that is just fucking fun.
Remember when I had the dream about C_ giving me advice on writing a novel? That was rad.
By Jenn on Oct 23, 2007