Friday, May 17, 2013

Ugh.

Awful dreams, thankfully only remembered in fragments.

A dank, gray, decaying urban landscape, perpetually overcast and chilly enough to make the joints ache but never cold enough to snow. Rusting chainlink and unpainted concrete and brown weeds. Mobbed-up Russian immigrants. A handful of broken teeth. Always late. A daughter's feigned concern over the damage done by her father's fist, disgust flickering in her eyes and behind her words. Stolen moments of something like happiness in the shape of a pint flask, always fearful of being found out.

Brr.

One of those mornings where it was a relief to open my eyes. Time to pedal.

16 comments:

taylor said...

Why were you dreaming about Detroit?

alcade said...

Sounds like the movie Dark Corners.

Anonymous said...

Why were you dreaming of Chicago?

Do you want to go back?

Shootin' Buddy

Anonymous said...

I was also going to place a Detroit comment... but see someone beat me to it

mikee said...

Thanks, President Obama!

greg said...

Must have been a fragment of an underdone potato.

Jennifer said...

Have a good day and more pleasant dreams tonight.

Bram said...

Are you a character in a Robert Jordan novel?

Are we going to find out what all this means 3 books from now?

Anonymous said...

Write that book, Tam! I'll be your first customer.

jf

Stephen said...

Okay, wonderful start, now write the book. It's in you.

Ruzhyo said...

Ms. Tam is writing Noir now. Slip some gun talk in there and I'll buy the series.

Stranger said...

Gary today, Chicago soon, Baltimore soon after.

Stranger

Scott J said...

I dreamt of my new toy. RCBS Chargemaster 1500.

Have wanted one for years. Finally talked myself into coughing up the money. They're expensive.

Mattexian said...

Apparently my subconscious thinks the previews of the new Star Trek movie need more time travel, to offset it from the last movie screwing up the original back story.

DaddyBear said...

Sounds like the first chapter to a Marko Kloos novel.

Micki Mahoney said...

Hey, my home town! A bit like Half Life 2 with less head-crabs and gunfights.