The Book of Revenant

I just had a dream where I was buying a train ticket.

Boring, I know, but I was running around frantically trying to take care of things (I’m not sure what things) before I could get my ticket and et on the train.

When I’m finally about to buy my ticket, I see this old woman going through her purse yelling “COIN! COIN! COIN! COIN!” This mesmerizes me and I look at this woman and finally wake up.

What I wake up to is some guy outside my apartment yelling “OI! OI! OI! It takes me a while to realize this has to be one of the trash guys doing something.

Good thing he woke me up, though since I slept through my alarm.

As you can see there is some strange shit going on to my right. That’d be my twitter account. I am totally whoring myself to the digital age. And it is addicting.

I was back in the states, at a friend’s house in Jersey. We were watching a TV show called ‘Happiness’ which documented major events in the lives of families. This one was about a family who adopted a Chinese baby girl. Documented all their going over there and info about her life. Then the last event was when her father was in a van that was driving somewhere, and the mother was driving the girl to some practice or something. The father’s van is in a car accident and the back of the van gets ripped off. This causes chaos behind where the mother swerves, hits something, the daughter is decapitated and her head goes flying out of the car and lands into the lap of her father who is still sitting in the destroyed van.
Couldn’t fall back asleep after that one.