Dream Recalled

I was at a train station in HK, waiting for the train to take me back to the city. My father was there too, he was all dressed up, but we didn’t seem to know each other. He appeared to be an agent or a con man. Then I saw a man and a woman selling rice crepes (“cheong-fun”), which is one of my favorite comfort foods of all times. I approached them and got an order. They chopped five pieces up, put them on a piece of parchement paper and bagged them in a small white plastic bag — the way I have always had it. It was loaded with soy sauce, sesame sauce and sesame seeds. I asked for hoisin sauce and hot sauce and pour them all over it. It looked delicious. Using bamboo sticks, I started gorging myself when the train arrived…

I cared less about the train, but my dad was chasing the train, screaming… all of a sudden I was eating the rice crepes from a plastic plate. (Wait, where was the bag of rice crepes?) Then I sort of woke up and told myself that I was going to blog this episode of dream.

In another episode, I was in a vacation house with my mother and my aunts. It was in the morning, we just got up and we were having bagel and lox. I went outside, it was muggy, rainy and very depressing. I went back to the house, took a piece of the lox my mother was having and gave it to the black cat. He munched on it delightfully.

In the last episode, M. and I were having a party in an old house, there were a lot of people. I was doing book-signing. It was very hot in the house, and I was sweating senselessly. I was chatting with my guests… when everybody left, M. and I had to clean up the place. The carpets were so filthy. I vacuumed. Then I realized that the nozzle was covered with orange peels, I stuck my fingers inside the nozzle to pull them out…

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