James Wynn

I just had the greatest dream ever.  A simple dream.  The dream of the worker.  I threw all responsibility to the wind, ditched everything and without a word to anyone flew half-way across the world to live in a tiny little apartment in the middle of Japan.  I hadn’t given this much thought until now, but its looking increasingly attractive.  Damn responsibility. Damn obligations. Damn The Man. Risky? Sure, but whats life without risk?

I’ve had strange dreams before, but I had one last night that I thought was particularly interesting.  What does it mean when you are playing poker with your doppleganger?  I’ve never even heard of such a dream, not that I am one who reads about dreams and such.  Weird shit though.  Can’t recall whether I was winning or losing, but given my lack of skill at poker I can’t say I feel confident that I was doing well.