Not-So-Scary Halloween

I had a dream last night that I was in Japan. It was kind of a pseudo-urban Tokyo. I was caught up in the middle of some kind of civil gang war and I had to use my superpowers to help one of the gangs fight. And a very attractive Japanese guy in my gang fell in love with me. There was a lot of running and flying on my part, guns and bullets and intimidation from our rivals, and a lot of hugs and smiles from my Japanese lover. Not to mention I could understand every word of Japanese that was spoken, without actually knowing how to speak it myself (both in and out of my dream).

Dreams like last night make me wish I could fly in real life.




The possibilities are endless. That's what I love about dreams. I don't always have control over what happens, but when I do, I can do anything. And if something goes amiss, I just wake myself up. If dreams are meant to reflect our subconscious though, I wonder what this is telling me. Probably just an expression my desire to go to Tokyo Disneyland. And to fly, among other superpowers I was capable of. Like Peter Petrelli.

I don't know if I will dress up for Halloween. I have my idea, but I don't know if I should go with it. However, I will be wearing all black for tonight's opening performance. And maybe I'll still bring my video camera.