the dream of broken glass

[threeplusfire]

My car is whole again, though I'm still picking pieces of faintly greenish glass out of the interior. It's very fragile once broken, and reminds me of the time I saw a tabletop in Metro shattered. A man who looked a lot like Steve Buscemi's younger brother came out to pull off the door panel and install a new window. The glass is made in South Africa, which I didn't know. It was quick and over before 10am.

While cleaning, I got around to opening the glove compartment. I found a cd case in there, with two cds inside. Alan's Joy Division case was on the seat, but one of my cds was in there. So all I've got left now are:

Stickpony's live album
Sarah McLaughlan's "Into the Fire" single
Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes

Perhaps not ones I would have saved, but better than nothing.

Afterwards, I slept til this very moment, and I dreamed my friend John from high school came back. His hair was darker and he was changed somehow, but I recognized him. We were staying in a big house with parquet floors and many bathrooms, surrounded by trees. My kitchen cabinets were full of tomatillos. Roland was there, and other characters I remember from games.

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

David Bowie's Heroes is winging its way to you.

And coyotegoth is right. Years and years ago, a friend had his car broken into while at a party. They ripped out his back seat, and stole everything out of his trunk, including some expensive camping gear. He went down to a block in my neighborhood where a lot of stuff gets sold on the street by the homeless and/or dubious -- found his stuff, and gave the guy $25 and a right hook for it.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Joy!

Right hooks for the jackasses who stole my stuff. Though they only got away with the face plate, so I should be able to repair the stereo.