rob potylo/ manhattan

dream I meet up with Rob Potylo (seems like chinatown) and we start walking arm in arm, more like shoulder in shoulder, talking about how its weird how we found each other or how we knew we existed or would exist together like we do then in the moment (this being my fantasy) thinking its happened, strange to wake up -- today have a strange deja vu feeling in chinatown on harrison st?-

the day before that, right before I wake up I am trying to make a manhattan and something to do with pillows or beds or bedrooms- next day at audio pro some guy drops off a bunch of tapes and one is "manhattan"- we think he has been recording movie soundtracks, or could it be the sounds of manhattan?

something with vince i still can't remember, same night as manhattan

dreaming that I stole this large nutroll bar from CVS, like a Payday only more spherical and longer and made of all different types of nuts, maybe featuring Brazil Nuts and held together with honey. Wake up hungry for nuts.

Rob dreams that grass and trees and other organic life is actually black people or made of the spirit of black people (a few days ago).