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I was a villian in my dreams last night. Another bank heist was pulled off successfully, as well as some other computer-secret-stealing type scenario. Running through a city in fast forward, jumping off of fire escapes, causing mayhem in stores, knocking boxes off of shelves and destroying things dramatically. Meeting strange characters in coffee shops at late hours, exchanging suitcases under tables and sneaking away for strange conversations in bathroom stalls.

The part I remember in most detail was a scene in which I had broken into the restaurant through an open window to steal latex gloves. I had set myself up a station outside under the cover of a weird tent where I was composing hate notes by cutting out letters from magazines. It was full on, I was using tweezers and everything. I was writing notes to my new neighbours, statements like "West Van is the other way!" and the classic "Die Yuppie Scum", making arrows out of shapes and spaces. I was sneaking onto their porch and trying to put the note up, but kept finding my hairs stuck under the letters. I ended up taking the sign down because I couldn't pull them all out and I was sure I'd get caught.

Today, instead of feeling invaded upon by my new neighbours, I went over and hung out with them, found out their names. Their cute little kids had set up a lemonade stand in their driveway, and I sang jingles for them, then told them they'd have to start giving me a cut for doing promo. It was so fun, and a much better way to spend a bit of my afternoon than explaining hate filled notes. Not much welcome to the Creek that would be!

I'm obviously processing the fact that what was once fully treed area in my beautiful heritage village is now housing another suburban family. They moved a pre-fab home into a zone that people used to tell me was going to eventually turn into a bird santuary. Such is the price of living "downtown" though, I guess. And I suppose it could have been worse... It could have been some multi-million dollar condos or something.

I'm also noting that the utter mayhem dreams seem to happen every time I finally start to become calm in my real life. These days, I've gained control over my impulsive behaviours and attention-seeking emotional outbursts, but Lordy, do I ever throw a mean fit in dreamtime! And I seem to wake up so fulfilled. I don't ever have to go through truly acting the villian when I get to process this way.

=)

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