8/8/2017

8/8/2017

RIGHT BEFORE I WAKE UP-

Pulling up to this town center (not norwell) with my mom and shes yelling kinda about how she always has to wash my pants and I wear so many pairs of pants a day, out of nowhere, - in the middle of the street there are two long wood tables with different ice cream places giving out samples, cold stone creamery is one, she is taking me to a restaurant I work ar so I can change into a lime green simple sleeveless dress (like that red one ive had forever)

Something about you wear your clothes like linen or make a mess like linen/ something like a song lyric

I am saying how we need another house in Cohasset because we just got stuck in some townie traffic

Before this I dream this whole movie

With Allison Williams she comes down to this chamber, it’s a sci fi like thing, and all these girls are living or going to school in this very sterile chamber habitat and there is something white and glowing in long drawers like you might put one long cadaver in and allsion Williams comes down one morning at the beginning of the movie and doesn’t say anything but sits on a bench in the chamber where the long glowing thing is kept and one of the headmasgter women is there and then she cuts her hand seemingly without cutting it on anything and bleeds out and dies and there is one picture still image of her holding a headband and bleeding and her eyes are wide and shes about to die, but she never says anything but we know she knew something before her death

Somehow I knew Allison Williams was going to die in the beginning of the film but the whole thing seems very real and I start sobbing in the dream and make myself wakeup

Lena dunham is in the future school to and the movie continues with her opening the cabinet and going into the white glowing stuff and inside of the white glowing stuff is purple hard stuff like memory and something has to happen with this this way not sure what

First I take the bus to New York and walk into a store, I think I see Jonathan. There is a store with bags. And Alex Johnson. I am walking around but find nowhere to go and go back to boston and then back to New York again in one week. I think briefly about how I don't have the money to be spending on this... Someone has an apartment (Alex?) and there is a young asian man there and he comes by to give me a spare key. He has pot smoking things setup on his floor like toy trains or legos. When  I am in New York I am on the outskirts and on the outskirts there are these big colonial like houses that look like they are in a field somewhwere but they are on the outskirts of new york city in the dream. I am walking around and find an alley and at the end of the alley is a fence and boulders beyond the fence and then the ocean. I touch the fence and it almost collapses or is broken. There is a family of a woman and two kids I think, almost like gypsies, and they go on the rocks together beyond the fence. I get back on the bus to leave New York.

Alvan is talking to me about running the office for him since the other ladies he used to have help him are gone (Franny, someone else) I go into 'the tank' area and there is a big blue bench attached to the wall and suspended from the floor. The tank looks almost like an auto-body type place.

I am in France with a group of people like a school standing there with Beth. We are near a highway and maybe just got off a bus. This woman is telling us about how shes seen people come and go and how its dangerous and how you have to act a certain way and Beth does not want to hear it and is scoffing. While shes saying this stuff a bird comes by and lifts her bag, which is brilliant blue into the air and something drops out of it and the bird still has the bag and then it lets go and the woman begrudgingly goes over to where the bird dropped the bag and I am hoping she doesn't throw it away (or does so I can take it) and thinking shes missing the most beautiful thing that just happened by staying focused on her lecture!

i am in charleston only it is nothing like charleston. there are no houses or something. everyone is planning to leave. i have come to visit but everyone is driving to new york. john and alex and maybe will and chelsea are all planning on driving to new york. i may be moving in or out of charleston. i keep trying to find people that aren't there. i feel like they are planning this trip to new york behind my back or without me. i feel left out.