Dream

The last thing I feel is this lighter than air, soaked in atmosphere connected, floating sensation. I'm part of the world.  I've felt this before waking up, but haven't remembered.

Anyhow, my dream:  David and Ted called me over to talk about photographing a soccer game.  I grabbed an sb800 and was about to run out into the field, nothing holding me back, but they held me back.  Then I realize it's more of an interview, and there are at least 7 other photographers waiting there (including Tumia and Brandon from last year).  I end up leading them in the general conscensus that now is as good a time as amy to hire (they wanted to wait until after college).  And that we're all so different, and my strengths could be this photographer's weakness and vise versa.  Then, I realized I was in front of an elevator and saw a sequence of people through the window in the elevator.  I felt restrained, like I wanted to repect the people and not photograph them, yet I saw a child in a chicken suit and thought "awe, hell, better get it."  It was ironic but also a bit disturbing to see that.  Then the child grew so that he was as tall as his parent.