Weird Dream Channel
Jan. 17th, 2011 08:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
howeirdI am sitting in a coffee shop in Seattle, reading, while a couple of tables behind me a small-time drug dealer is talking with a woman who was in a show I had directed in college. I can't hear what they are saying but I know they are making a deal.
He leaves first, then she does about 5 minutes later. I discretely follow her and when she gets home I peep in the window and watch her unwrap a small packet which she takes out of her coat pocket. She takes off her coat, sits on the sofa, opens the packet and rolls a joint from its contents.
I imagine her getting caught at the airport during a full cavity search. I picture her swallowing the small plastic baggie so she won't get caught. No, that's not something she would do.
I go back to the coffee shop and the dealer is back in his usual spot. I idly watch as he does business with a series of people, about one every 5 minutes.
He leaves first, then she does about 5 minutes later. I discretely follow her and when she gets home I peep in the window and watch her unwrap a small packet which she takes out of her coat pocket. She takes off her coat, sits on the sofa, opens the packet and rolls a joint from its contents.
I imagine her getting caught at the airport during a full cavity search. I picture her swallowing the small plastic baggie so she won't get caught. No, that's not something she would do.
I go back to the coffee shop and the dealer is back in his usual spot. I idly watch as he does business with a series of people, about one every 5 minutes.
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