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sagesariaSome sort of play. My character was in a dead-to-the-world daze during a dinner party. The only thing that got his attention was his old lover; when she touched his hand, he would look at her as though he remembered her but couldn't put his finger on who she was. I added to this by actually reaching over and awkwardly holding her hand. It was hard to keep a straight face through the whole scene, or to actually say the few lines I had without spacing out in between. I'm not sure what happened to him, but the clues were probably in the rest of the play.
Joe was playing a game on a tv in a weird apartment (the one the play was being rehersed in?). There were two tvs, I wanted one of them but didn't say anything about it. One element of the game seemed to be a cold winter wind blowing through the house it took place in. Somewhere along the way I became a part of the game. I think I was looking for something, but I don't know what. Something about twin identities or twins? Haunted house? No idea >< I kept passing this room and seeing something moving in the distance; it would put something in a pile of items (stolen?) and get on a bike and disappear. When I got to where it was, it was gone. It was really hard to move. Finally I got there fast enough to see it disappear down a hall, and I followed it. Eventually I saw it; it was a young giant. He saw me, the music turned dramatic and intense like a chase scene, and he ran away screaming "MAAAAAMAAAA!!!!" I chased after him with the mother close behind. It was still hard to run. Finally I cornered them both in a room somewhere and started questioning them about whatever I was there for.
Somewhere in this half-remembered mess was a theme that I think may be recurring; travel. I keep dreaming about walking down empty streets, or taking a bus somewhere, or following train tracks or even riding a train. Often there are farms or abandoned, half-destroyed lots involved. A vaguely remember a grocery store parking lot.
I wish I could remember the first one better; the play was interesting.
Joe was playing a game on a tv in a weird apartment (the one the play was being rehersed in?). There were two tvs, I wanted one of them but didn't say anything about it. One element of the game seemed to be a cold winter wind blowing through the house it took place in. Somewhere along the way I became a part of the game. I think I was looking for something, but I don't know what. Something about twin identities or twins? Haunted house? No idea >< I kept passing this room and seeing something moving in the distance; it would put something in a pile of items (stolen?) and get on a bike and disappear. When I got to where it was, it was gone. It was really hard to move. Finally I got there fast enough to see it disappear down a hall, and I followed it. Eventually I saw it; it was a young giant. He saw me, the music turned dramatic and intense like a chase scene, and he ran away screaming "MAAAAAMAAAA!!!!" I chased after him with the mother close behind. It was still hard to run. Finally I cornered them both in a room somewhere and started questioning them about whatever I was there for.
Somewhere in this half-remembered mess was a theme that I think may be recurring; travel. I keep dreaming about walking down empty streets, or taking a bus somewhere, or following train tracks or even riding a train. Often there are farms or abandoned, half-destroyed lots involved. A vaguely remember a grocery store parking lot.
I wish I could remember the first one better; the play was interesting.
