August 31, 2003
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I had a dream last night… one of the type where everything is very dim… as though you are seeing everything through tinted glass.
It was very disturbing as well. I was with my mother at an indoor farmer’s market. We were looking at corn on the cob, but it was all withered and some looked as though it had already been eaten. The owner of the market said we could go out to the fields and pick our own if we wished, but when we went outside, everything was dead and gray, and I knew that there had been a war. Everything was sludge and death. It was horrible.
I don’t know if it was a reflection of general mood of helplessness and hopelessness in regards to my job, or if it was a prophecy of things to come. Of course, I’m currently reading the Watchmen, so that may have had something to do with it.
