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-Brother quote: "...or brooming the floor"-

There was a chocolate cake in my dream, and not much else I remember.

Sometimes I wish weird things really did happen like they do in children's stories. Like, for instance, today I was driving (well, not actually driving, but in a car) home when I saw a guy crossing the street. I assume he was a construction worker, because he was heading toward a worksite with a long, thin metal thing in his hand. Anyway, I was looking at him, and at the long whippy metal thing, and thinking, Wouldn't it be so awesome if he went up to the wall of the worksite and vaulted over it with his whippy pole thing? I could picture him suddenly starting to run, then unexpectedly (for everyone else, that is -- I would know what he was doing) spiking down the rod and leaping over the wall, almost flying.

Too bad that only happens in storybooks. All he did was walk mundanely to the site. But in a way, I guess it's sort of like it did happen (cue sappy music) because I took the time... (sappy music swells) to imagine it...

Or not.

Reality check. And it also happens in dreams -- though it would probably be me pole vaulting in that case.