On the ground he comes back down."
Whee. It would be fun, except for the fact that I'm not feeling fun. I'm not feeling anything but distant. I had a disturbing dream about school last night; basically, it packed up and moved while I was away. Maybe I'm retreating from that. It was a very sad dream; desolate. Even the mall was closed. The malls in my dreams never close. My dreams usually ARE the mall; they seldom leave it when I do dream about malls. This is probably one of five or less dreams out of hundreds where I've actually left a mall. Unless you count the stores in a strip mall, where you have to go outside to go to the next store. Even then, I tend to go into the one store that has everything in its 99 aisles and never leave (we're not talking more than 2 or so dream hours, though; no eternities here). It's definitely the only one where the lights have been off and the individual stores have been closed. I can't remember security guards in any of the other ones, either. Maybe it's an end to childhood thing; the immense malls of my dreams gone by were places of infinite discovery; if I ever finished exploring one of them that would usually end the dream. Now it seems as if that's all gone away; there is no wonder left in the world; even if there may be things left to explore, they're all mundane. This mall was only one story (like the pitiful mall in Ithaca, so maybe that's all it means; that that place was never really a place of wonder in the first place; just drudgery) so gone were the spiral escalators and the ones that looped-the-loop. Geez, even the strip mall stores had ceilings at least 30-40' high. This mall was all narrow and confining. Stupid Ithaca mall. I hope that's all it was; just the Ithaca mall that was stifling. In any event; the mall always reopens the next day, so I'll just wait. No biggie.
In other news, Momento looks like a cool movie. I'll catch it on IFC next year, or Sundance, since it was at Sundance.