Monday, May 23, 2005
Dream 6
I'm in a Vietnamese restaurant. I'm the only non-Asian in there and I'm ordering food for take-out. Everyone is eyeing me threateningly, with avarice. The staff and patrons are looking at me with open hostility. I try to avoid eyes and concentrate on the artwork on the walls but look around very often. The food seems to be taking too long. I am feeling very paranoid and afraid. As I look around, one very beautiful girl seems to be less angry with me. But as I stare at her a little longer, I feel as if she is attempting to lull me and then put a spike through my heart. I wake.
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