Tulsa, 15th & Harvard, tinged with dread. In a truck with Richard. Drive to a shoddy part of town where he has to work. Leaves me the truck. I drive south on high wheels. Arrive at a school, looking for a particular room number. The room number appears at both ends of the school. Jump to teacher's lounge. I am supposed to check in to do work that Richard was supposed to do. Eventually I am told I am not needed for the day. I am relieved.
The personal dream journal of Daniel Headrick, disabled artist born, raised and living in Tulsa, Oklahoma. All entries are culled from voice recordings made at the time of waking, as well as details recalled from memory.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Siouxsie Concert
My bedroom at 4703. Looks like I moved 'back in'. Kept turning on lamps; many bulbs burnt out. One blue light. Enter Greta. I give her a hug and apologize. She is very hairy. Fast forward a few hours. I left Greta in my room. I wind up calling Jason Hill. He is working but will be at my place soon. Him and I are going to a Siouxsie concert.
Cut to the concert hall. We have to get tickets and be on time. Jason and I go through the offices at the concert hall. He knows which doors to go through. We pass an office where Siouxsie is getting ready. A man tries to shoo us off. Jason and I use several elevators that are hidden in the walls, but Jason knows how to summon them. Last shot is us getting in line for the concert. Lots of people dressed in black and white.
Cut to the concert hall. We have to get tickets and be on time. Jason and I go through the offices at the concert hall. He knows which doors to go through. We pass an office where Siouxsie is getting ready. A man tries to shoo us off. Jason and I use several elevators that are hidden in the walls, but Jason knows how to summon them. Last shot is us getting in line for the concert. Lots of people dressed in black and white.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
Hugs
In dire need of updating here. Most recent dream was me and Mother at home. We were talking in the kitchen at 4703. All I really remember about it is that Mother gave me a very big, long hug. I needed this desperately (in real life), as I have been missing her a lot recently.