One Really Vivid Dream

I had a dream where I was on a fishing trawler with a small group of people who may have been my friends and family. I don't specifically recall their faces or who they were, but they were important to me. I loved them to some degree.

We had no food - water aplenty - but no food. I was in charge, so I set groups of people to fish on all sides of the boat to keep them busy while I tried to figure out where we were going. One tandem had a big bite and they fought for a long time to bring the fish onboard.

But the fish was a penguin. I looked it up just now. It looked like a Magellanic penguin and its actions showed a strange and human-like intelligence. Once on the boat, it hopped around looking at people inquisitively. I don't remember what happened to the fishing line. The people who landed it couldn't kill it. So they turned to me. I went back and forth between needing the food it represented and killing something so obviously possessing a personality. It came up to me and tapped me on the knee as if to console me.

I couldn't kill it either. I spent the rest of the dream mentally kicking myself for being weak and trying to get everyone and the penguin to land, so my decision wouldn't kill us all. Woke up too soon to find out if I actually succeeded.

Odd Moment

I'm going to Baltimore for a convention this week. The trip went from idea to execution in about 7 hours flat. I'll be driving down with some family friends I've never spent an extended amount of time with and there'll be something on the order of 5,000 Nepalis running around a hotel on the July 4th weekend.

Last night, just before I went to sleep, I got scared. "There's not going to be many people I know there and I'll be essentially alone in an unfamiliar city. Maybe I should just call off the whole thing off and get some work done here."

In my 22 years I've traveled all over the planet with all kinds of people or by myself, had fantastic experiences, gotten in and out of tough situations, learned how to handle myself pretty well, and I'm still saying this stuff to myself late at night.



Fuck that. Baltimore ho!