Dream Journal: 2012-10-18.01

I need a good night’s sleep to recover from last night’s sleep. Ever have two acquaintances that for whatever fuck all reasoning, stop talking directly to each other. And you get stuck as courier? “You tell him I said…” “Tell that bitch…”

I don’t remember the players involved in the drama, that information left when Courier Mode lifted. I just remember I had to cross worlds AND continents to ferry the messages. It was like one of the Sidhe had a bone to pick with an Olympian. Find my way back up to the surface, cross the island, cross Europe, scale Mt. Olympus, enter the divine realm, chase down the Olympian, and speak the equivalent of “Your Mom.”.

Except the two conversants were in entirely different worlds. And the worlds greatly restricted how I could travel, so just one way was like doing my example, twice.

I don’t think shit got resolved on my shift.

Oh. Coffee. How lovely art thou.


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