Wednesday night I slept for 14 hours, waking up every 3 hours. I had some fairly troubling nightmares, for the first time in a while, most likely because I was feeling sick. One nightmare that seemed to recur throughout the night was one that I was awaiting my execution. I think it was kind of like 1984. In one part of my dreaming, they were executing a bunch of people, including me. We got to roam free, for the day, but had to show up at a certain time to be executed. I was trying to think of what I wanted to do before I died, but I couldn't think of anything, which was depressing. The only thing I remember doing was going to lunch with Chris. I decided I might as well pay for lunch, since I would be dead the next day anyway. I remember thinking that I really didn't want to die, and I couldn't think of any way to make it better.

Last night I had a cool dream. Chris was doing another showing of the movie, and people were having trouble getting there. One kid wanted Chris to pay 80 dollars, so he and his friends could ride the subway to where the movie was showing. But the cool part of the dream was that I was great at tricking. I was tricking in a big empty parking lot, with cops parked, watching me. I was doing huge, floaty, standing aerials, and other stuff, that I can't remember.