July 14, 2010

In the middle of last night's dream, I turn to my companions and ask if this is a dream. They respond by looking at me like I am crazy. I try to say something in Korean and don't understand what I said. I take that as confirmation I am in fact dreaming. Smug with satisfaction of knowledge, I am ready to continue the dream. Instead, I get one last look at my companions, looks of disappointment in return, before I awake.