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[icecreamemperor]

Another dream involved a very complicated supermarket shopping trip, where I ended up checking out at multiple counters and intercepting my mother before she paid for my food. On the way home with my groceries I was walking along a river, and noticed that the log rafts being floated down the river had become giant towers of stacked wood, several stories high. I was just in the process of counting all the logs in one particularly large structure when it began to collapse. The entire thing fell into the water, and the river suddenly overflowed its banks -- I had to swim to keep above water. When the river receded, all my groceries were scattered all over the place, pissing me off to no end.

It's rare that I have such very symbolical dreams. Freud would be so proud.

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[(Anonymous)]

Hey, I found your lj through ziola, and I just want to say that your name is really interesting. I remember reading The Emperor of Ice Cream in h.s. and really liking it. Wallace Stevens, right?

--squirrel

[icecreamemperor.livejournal.com]

Correct! And thanks, I'm fond of it myself. I guess high school is good for something, since that's where I first came across the poem as well.