i just wanted to record the fact that i had a dream last night that i discovered the movie i am meant to make. it was extraordinary. unfortunately, the only scene i can remember is a 360 degree pan of a giant hot dog bun with about six daschounds dressed as hot dogs running around inside. it was sped up like a keystone cops short so all their little legs were going so fast.
as i told hannah on the phone, i would spend about one million dollars to go under hypnosis to find out exactly what else this dream comprised of.
what i am trying to figure out is how i can repay my subconscious for such a gift.