Diced Ebony and Ivory
I woke doubtful of academia — full of two dreams. The last featured my Thai girlfriend as a prostitute, whom I waited for in her apartment, then came down to utilize because I could wait no longer. Her china eyes highly formalized, like some abstract African sculpture made with diced out ebony and ivory.
Later, climbing onto a roof with Dave, Alan, and Dan, I pointed out the landscape, sandy with trees. We saw a deer. I sent Dan to call my girlfriend out to see it. In the meantime, a dog grabbed the deer, dragged it into the cabin, meeting resistance from our dogs. But the dog devoured the deer in front of her.
Earlier dream about beautiful girl in Post Modernism class (Darcy) - how we got along by agreeing about approaches to life and mentioning more about or thoughts and mentioning more about our thoughts and impressions. (Though I was nervous that I had too much to say, always responding with my thoughts on any topic). She said the night sky was dark gray rather than dark blue.
“The pond I entered and quickly fled” (Hart Crane).