sidewalk

Santa Fe, New Mexico art museum sidewalk

This is a photo of a sidewalk in front of an art museum in Santa Fe, New Mexico. (Sorry, I don’t remember the name of the museum and I’m too lazy atm to look it up.)

I applied a Gaussian Blur effect to the cars on the right and the bright stuff at the end of the corridor (using Gimp), and it’s amazing how much that makes the rest of the image “pop” out. Nothing else has been altered.

Running on all fours

Over the last few years I’ve had a few dreams where I become lucid in a dream and find myself running on all fours. When this happens I think, “Well, this is odd, why am I running like this?” I then try to stand up, but I can’t. Typically I just keep running like that until I fade into the blackness of unconscious sleep.

One time when this happened I found myself running on all fours down a sidewalk, with a street to my left. Just as I was thinking about trying to stand upright I heard a noise to my right. I stopped in place, saw something small moving, and more or less against my will I began running towards the thing that moved. It suddenly occurred to me that the reason I was running on all fours was that I was a dog. “I” had my normal “I know I’m Alvin” consciousness, but I was in a dog’s body and I didn’t seem to have much control over the situation, I was just a passenger.

“That’s for your sister”

When I was young — ages 0 to 8 — my family lived in Chicago. One day I was walking down a sidewalk, and some older boys were walking the other way.

I was a little kid and pretty much just going “La la la la ...” down the sidewalk when the boys stopped me. One of them asked, “Are you M’s brother?”, where “M” refers to one of my sisters. I said something like, “Sure, yes, how you doing?”, when he hauled off and punched me in the stomach. “That’s for your sister,” he said.

(As the saying goes, Hurt people hurt people.)