I was teaching at a school in a small town in Japan. But none of the people in the town were Japanese, everyone spoke English, and it looked like a small town in America with a Main Street and a diner. I taught in a cute little school. One day I was leaving the school and walking to my car, which was parked in a tree (as they do in Japan). It was winter and there was snow everywhere. I stood at the base of a tree, about to climb up to my car and thought to myself, "I'd better make sure this is my car before I climb all the way up this tree." So I looked up into the tree and decided this was not my car. I started walking from tree to tree, looking up trying to find my car. Villagers came to help me and I ended up riding in a sleigh with some people. I never did find my car.
Friday, July 27, 2018
Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee
I've been binging on episodes of Jerry Seinfeld's "Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee." Had a dream last night that I was one of the comedians Jerry came and picked up for coffee. I sat in the backseat of the car for some reason and was cracking Jerry up with my jokes. He kept turning around and looking at me, laughing his ass off.
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