Small Demon

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Sep 052009
 

Had a dream last night that I lost my car in a huge shopping mall parking lot. It was specifically my new Honda and I was trying to use the fancy electronic key to make the lights flash (it was daytime) or to pop the trunk open so I could see it, but I couldn’t find it. Finally, a kid on a bicycle offered to help me look for it. The dream ended without resolution, as dreams will. It’s kind of funny now, but it wasn’t funny in the dream. Bodily decrepitude as I grow older doesn’t frighten me much (though I’d just as soon avoid it), but mental decrepitude scares the crap out of me. I’ve built my life and identity around being able to have thoughts and think productively.