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So... over eleven hours of work Monday left me a bit fried. Last night, I undertook the task of stringing an ethernet cable across the downstairs of the building which was... messy, frustrating, time-consuming, knuckle-skinning, and it involved stretching some muscles I didn't realize. Ah, but I'm aware of them today.
This morning, I woke from a dream where I was in a gaming store (rare as they seem to be these days) run by a friend. I remember the sections of shelving devoted to various systems as I've seen dozens of times before, and one area set aside for his own work of art books and RPGs. ... That was more emotional than it probably should have been.
And napping this afternoon, I had a dream in which I had just moved to another condo. Somewhere north, possibly even Canada. I remember display stands with various small metal trinkets left over from a former roommate's stink working with such things. And my parents were apparently staying with me. I recall choosing shoes based on rainy weather. Then things got strange. Somehow, I left a redneck-type neighbor I didn't know drive as we took my car to go pick up one of his parked elsewhere (the other was in the shop). I was taking in the sights of strip malls and such, taking note of where things were. I started asking him about some places and he rather abruptly turned in to show me one restaurant - some chain place that specialized in all-you-can-eat shrimp prepared different ways.
I don't even know what to make of that one.
It reminded me, though, of a city that has appeared more than once in my dreams. My subconscious seems to recognize it as where my mom used to live in North Dakota, but it most decidedly isn't. I know where a mall I like (including arcade) and a comic store are located in this city, as I've "gone" to these places before. I seem to have remembered this multiple times, but I'm positive that this city doesn't truly exist in my waking world experiences.
This morning, I woke from a dream where I was in a gaming store (rare as they seem to be these days) run by a friend. I remember the sections of shelving devoted to various systems as I've seen dozens of times before, and one area set aside for his own work of art books and RPGs. ... That was more emotional than it probably should have been.
And napping this afternoon, I had a dream in which I had just moved to another condo. Somewhere north, possibly even Canada. I remember display stands with various small metal trinkets left over from a former roommate's stink working with such things. And my parents were apparently staying with me. I recall choosing shoes based on rainy weather. Then things got strange. Somehow, I left a redneck-type neighbor I didn't know drive as we took my car to go pick up one of his parked elsewhere (the other was in the shop). I was taking in the sights of strip malls and such, taking note of where things were. I started asking him about some places and he rather abruptly turned in to show me one restaurant - some chain place that specialized in all-you-can-eat shrimp prepared different ways.
I don't even know what to make of that one.
It reminded me, though, of a city that has appeared more than once in my dreams. My subconscious seems to recognize it as where my mom used to live in North Dakota, but it most decidedly isn't. I know where a mall I like (including arcade) and a comic store are located in this city, as I've "gone" to these places before. I seem to have remembered this multiple times, but I'm positive that this city doesn't truly exist in my waking world experiences.
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