There’s something strange when I’m even late for movies in my dreams. For some reason last night/this morning I found myself dreaming of going to the movies. Except I was going to see Equilibrium again. Except I knew it should have been long out of theatres, and didn’t do particularly well when it was in theatres. And I was late, and things kept getting in my way but then … not, like, there were huge lines of people at the box office, but then I noticed a special line for people who wanted to see Equilibrium. And then the young woman taking tickets stopped me and I had been in such a hurry at the box office that I must have put the ticket someplace in my wallet… but couldn’t find it… but she knew me really well from having been to the theatre so many times and let me by after just a bit. It was weird.
I mean, I really liked that movie and would like to own it on DVD someday, but … what was that about? Was it about the trouble I had seeing movies on Monday night? Was it about overcoming superficial obstacles to get to the things in life I really enjoy? And what’s the deal with meeting a great person who lives in Canada? I’m nowhere near Canada. Gha.