two dreams

March 13, 2019

A dream in which we are at a Baha’i retreat. I am searching for my son. From room to room, events to events. Chewing a pizza that I cannot bite through and I have to keep putting more in my mouth to try to bite through it so that it doesn’t make a mess. He is always a few minutes ahead of me. I find his coat. I find his shoes. He is in various play areas.

My son and I wait in line at a Jamaican restaurant. Old white man after old white man cut ahead of us ensuring that we never get to order.

March 20, 2019

A dream of falling elevators.

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