i had a dream that some really famous artist liked my photography and became my biggest champion. he had a gallery in toronto and gave me my own show. it was all super exciting. strange though because this artist, i hadn’t actually met. everyone i dealt with regarding the gallery and show were employees. the artist decided to host this big fancy dinner in my honor to introduce me formally to the art world. before the dinner he called me and was asking me all these questions about my work and how i do such and such to get things to look a certain way. and i felt retarded because i don’t know anything about photography, i just take pictures of stuff i like. so i was making things up and i think he realized i was a hack. i got real nervous that meeting him in person was going to go horribly wrong, and everyone was going to know i didn’t know what i was doing and it was going to be so embarrassing.
also dreamed it was the apocalypse and i was roaming with some people i knew to try to survive in the burned out world. it was much like The Road i just finished reading, except it was in the beginning of the post apocalyptic world, and not further along, so we still had food and what not.