2002-06-03 / 1:00 p.m.

(nothing makes sense and what if it did?)

a combination of beer and melatonin and exhaustion and i am dreaming and dreaming and dreaming to the point where i cannot wake up. Indeed, the first 20 minutes that i am out of bed my eyes are still shut...

but here are the images that flashed through my head while i still reclined

(a non-sequitur rundown of sorts)

• basements - lots of basements
• getting lost trying to find my way out of the basement maze
• roaming through hotel hallways
• working as a prostitute
• "working" with a young client who wanted to talk school, not sex
• running into an old friend from high school
• having a pregnant friend's husband try to pick up on me
• caught in a room somewhere with a serial killer
• lions and tigers and bears, oh my!
• getting caught studying Spanish...for some reason my job looks down on this
• the beach...Santa Monica? And trying to get from here to there

last night ... tonight