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Wednesday, February 09, 2005

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Once again, I'm a secret agent. This time with super powers. I live in this weird co-op with other super-powered secret agents. My dream self is female. I don't remember much about her except she had long brown hair with tight curls and sort of reminds me of what's-her-name from Sex in the City.
We are all in sort of a common area on the second floor. It feels very Eight is Enough. Like it's a family meeting, only, it's a mission briefing. I don't remember any details of the mission, either. Another agent and I have decided to do something antithetical to this organization and have developed a plan to steal something or something. All I remember is the plan requires me to create a diversion by having a seizure in the next room. As I'm preparing myself for my seizure, some details of the plan are missing, for some reason. We didn't plan a drop point or something like that and as I'm realizing this I'm hoping my partner will think to do the same thing I plan on doing, but either way, I'm gonna have this seizure, which, apparently, I feel is beyond my control after I commit to it.
So, I have this seizure and people come help me and assumably the thing is stolen. There is some confusion. People leave me where I am and I feel like something has gone wrong, so I go out the window. I start walking a big arc around the neighborhood.
By the way, my super power is perfect aim. I don't use this power in the whole dream, I just know I have it. It kind of becomes this thing that I grow to resent, because it seems pointless (at least in the scenario I'm in). The "thing" we're after are these sort of glove-like things that you wear on your hands and I think they make you stronger.
Anyway, I don't remember much else besides walking around the neighborhood (which resembles North Broadway in waking life, but combined with some suburban ideal as well, as there are several ice cream shacks, for some reason) and being suspicious of people around me.

Brian posted at 1:36 PM.
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