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Tour of the Dreamlands
I used some of my Christmas money to do something I can't normally justify--buy a brand-new copy of a book--and came back from StL with a copy of Gaiman's Endless Nights. Despite my best efforts to delay pleasure, I ended up consuming it before I had to go back to work last week. In fact, I made myself late to work reading it.
Reflecting on the spheres of the Endless, I find that I spend the most time in Dream's realm. That's never more true than over the holidays, where everything has a strangely trance-like quality. My routine is shot to hell and hypersocialisation in familiar but unaccustomed environments alternates with long periods of pleasant lethargy. Even a week away and I view my city with new eyes. The effect carries over for days until the daily grind wears it away bit by bit.
So how about a stupid new meme to keep us amused at work? I'm thinking of a variation of Exquisite Corpse where we use snatches of dreams. Given the nature of the medium, I don't think we even need to see the last sentence from the previous contributor, since continuity is really not an issue and the narration is always first-person (floating in and out of omniscience). Just start off with "Then..." and we'll piece it all together later. (Oh, and I encourage anonymous posting so that the bits are as uninhibitedly Freudian as possible.)
I was back in high school. Class was about to start and I was having trouble finding a seat with a good view of the front of the room that wasn't too close to someone I didn't like. The arrangement of desks was very odd, semicircular in an area that wasn't clearly indoors or out, with beige walls and au uneven, grass-covered floor. Also, my arms were filled with warm meatballs. At first, I sighed and ignored the ones that fell, but then I began to eat them observing the "five-second rule".
Reflecting on the spheres of the Endless, I find that I spend the most time in Dream's realm. That's never more true than over the holidays, where everything has a strangely trance-like quality. My routine is shot to hell and hypersocialisation in familiar but unaccustomed environments alternates with long periods of pleasant lethargy. Even a week away and I view my city with new eyes. The effect carries over for days until the daily grind wears it away bit by bit.
So how about a stupid new meme to keep us amused at work? I'm thinking of a variation of Exquisite Corpse where we use snatches of dreams. Given the nature of the medium, I don't think we even need to see the last sentence from the previous contributor, since continuity is really not an issue and the narration is always first-person (floating in and out of omniscience). Just start off with "Then..." and we'll piece it all together later. (Oh, and I encourage anonymous posting so that the bits are as uninhibitedly Freudian as possible.)
I was back in high school. Class was about to start and I was having trouble finding a seat with a good view of the front of the room that wasn't too close to someone I didn't like. The arrangement of desks was very odd, semicircular in an area that wasn't clearly indoors or out, with beige walls and au uneven, grass-covered floor. Also, my arms were filled with warm meatballs. At first, I sighed and ignored the ones that fell, but then I began to eat them observing the "five-second rule".