Dream
I was in an office building of some kind, and there was some sort of great threat although I couldn’t articulate what it was. There was a meeting down the hallway—and in the hallway, not in one of the rooms—at which some important person tried to allay people’s fears, but I could see that the audience didn’t stay in their seats long. Their concern for their own wellbeing, and possibly also the sounds of gunshots in the distance, led them to leave their seats to find safety. There were people moving about the hallways, and I wanted to leave, still not entirely certain what the nature of the threat was. I saw an exit with glass doors and wondered if it were that easy to extricate myself from the situation, so I left and found myself in a parking lot, but some of the people in the parking lot and the associated shopping center were similarly agitated. Although most were acting reasonably, small groups of people were running and fleeing although not in any great panic. Still unaware of how little I understood the nature of the threat, I tried to determine the best course of action: Should I flee like the others, when the very act of fleeing might somehow put us in greater danger, or should I return to the building, where the threat, which by then I seemed to understand was a single being rather than a group of people like a militia, would for some reason be less likely to find me, possibly because most everyone else had already left? I decided to hide in the building I had previously determined to be so dangerous and sat down and started reading a book. Shortly thereafter, a real bear entered the room and I wondered if it would leave me alone or kill me. I soon realized however it was actually a man in a bear suit and we started to pose together while he took selfies with me in them.
As the dream continued, I was learning more about this previous threat but it may have been from watching television. Some criminal was stealing very large telescopes that were supposedly very commonly owned by consumers in that part of the US. A young L. Carter with eyeglasses and a D. Prince ponytail was on the case but found herself for whatever reason unable to stop the most recent theft. One of the telescopes was in a truck near her on a busy road and she seemed frustrated she wasn’t able to do anything about it. As the truck and other vehicles started moving, she began walking as well as she could amidst the traffic toward the side of the road.
Friday the 13th; diaspora (non‐Reform) שׂמחת תורה or הקפות שניות.
See notes in black Knight Fat Little Wireless.
As I was leaving the building, Cor. was cleaning the vestibule glass with a roll of paper towels that was keeping the door from closing, and we greeted one another. Construction vehicle on 72nd St. (2007).
37th Ave. The most adorable white fluffy dog was looking innocently out at the world from an old man’s handbag. Parks and day laborers (2008–11). A handsome young man in a snazzy jacket passed me on the avenue and then entered Hart P’ground to be greeted very happily and animatedly by friends there.
Hot E. Asian skateboarder traveling along Roosevelt Ave. who passed me at 64th St. Latin man on 64th St. sitting down and showing me some underwear as I passed. Road work between Trimble Rd. and Woodside Ave. (2012).
House on 63rd St. with plants and skeletons (2013).
Queens Blvd. (6417–30, 2014–15). 💲🌳 (6417–30). I fell in love with a handsome fellow customer whom I wasn’t able to photograph well enough (6418–30), especially when he was in an aisle playfully tossing a ball up and catching it. Mesh body scrubbers, file‐folder labels (for NYBD to use as name labels), clear adhesive tape (also for NYBD), האמא b’day card (14:00). I looked all over for rinds and was very disappointed not to find them but I saw them by the front window, forward of the cash registers, after I’d paid, and so I got back on the cashier line with some (14:0‒). Road work and window work (2014–15).
64th St. (2016–22). More of the road work (2016–19). A different seated man (2020–22).
Roosevelt Ave. (2023–62). Construction at 65‒25 (2023–30). Man showing off underwear (2031–34). Man with overloaded hand truck (2035–37). Jack‐o’‐lantern buckets over light fixtures at Marion (2038–41). Construction between BQE and 72nd St. (2042–60). Man seated by “link” structure (2061–62).
72nd St. (2063–74). Same construction from another angle (2063–72). Architecture (2073–74).
37th Ave. (2075–77). Decided to go to اپنا بازار (2075–76) for coconut flour and baking powder and ran into neighbor Jon R. from NYBD in an aisle where we talked at length about food. I bought “extra fine” shredded coconut (15:54, Amarjit) which turned out to be acceptable for my needs. Blurry couple putting up signs re parking and Sunday’s parade (2077).
Fairly long talk with R’da in the lobby after she opened the door for me. Dapper dude left elevator and then building during the talk.
ערב שבת. Saw the same dude at 37th Ave. and 73rd St. as I walked to the subway sta., and we greeted one another (and I think he addressed me as Sir).
Adorable young fag on the Q (6431–34).
GA DA by Rich S., E. 90th St. I took no photos, and I’m not aware anyone else did.