armadillo dream

i’m so groggy this morning since awakening from a strange dream, some time between 6:20 and 7:10 a.m. I can’t recall all of the details, but it involved the mayor, Rahm Emanuel and an armadillo.

I was being driven around by Emanuel (who was just as arrogant as I imagined), perhaps scouting for movie locations on streets that vaguely reminded me of the South Loop. And it ended on a front porch of someone’s house where an armadillo walked into the dining room. And then the owners (perhaps the mayor and his wife) were trying to decide whether to keep the armadillo as a pet.

There was also a  woman in a green dress riding a chariot, driven by a flying rhinoceros. And, I think they may have dueling with some sort of dinosaur in a distant field.

But it was the armadillo that unsettled me the most. It kind of creeped me out.

And now I’m drinking coffee

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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