Kirk’s Blog

I couple of friends of mine, Merre and Nick, and I were trying to find some place, but we were lost and wandering through a hotel. We passed through a room full of poker tables with huge cards propped up facing us, as to beckon us to play. Before we exited the room, we all seemed really intrigued by one of the tables, so I suggested that we play.

Merre went first, and she quickly lost $5. Then it was my turn. I got up on the stool, which somehow seemed a lot higher now that I was sitting on it, and waited to give the lady my $5. She cleared the stuff off the table finally and accepted my $5 bill. Then she gave me a $50 bill in change. I looked at it for a moment, deciding whether or not I should take it really quickly so that wouldn’t notice or give it back and inform the woman of her mistake. As I stuck the bill in my wallet, Merre was sitting behind me trying not to laugh at the situation. I could barely get the bill in there because the wallet so fat, and I stuffed it back in my pocket.

I waited for what seemed like an eternity rehashing the event in my mind. I thought about how she clearly looked at the $5 bill before giving me change, and it seemed suspicious. I also felt bad about taking the money because I knew it was wrong. Finally, I pulled my wallet out again, looked in (pretending to double-check the amount that she had given me), and gave her the five back. As I tried to get her attention by saying “Miss,” the bill fell out of my hand and trickled to the floor. Before it disappeared, I noticed that it was fake. The entire thing was white except for a piece of $50 bill glued to the top corner of the paper. My speech froze as I stared at the last visible location of the fake bill. I was unable to move or change the position of my mouth as I realized that she intentionally gave me the fake bill as a test of moral character, and I failed.

Dream Interpretation

This dream is related to the time when I took more than my share of lunch money. Yesterday the company received an email stating that people were still allocating funds that were not rightfully theirs, but I had nothing to do with it this time. The dream reflects my failure of the moral test the first time, but I passed the second time.

It’s been a while since I made a post, but I figured I’d deliver a long overdue update. I’ve felt fully adjusted to the raw diet for some time now. The first week was really rough. I might have strangled someone for a bowl of rice. After that, it became considerably easier. During the entire first month, I still craved non-raw foods, but I was able to stuff my belly full of raw foods so I didn’t have to think about it too much. After the first month, I only craved raw foods. After the first two months, I felt fully integrated in the diet. Since then, the only thing I have to do now to maintain the diet is just plan to make sure I have food around when I’ll be hungry. In the beginning it took a lot of focus and planning on what to eat. Now it’s mostly robotic - I pick up stuff at the grocery and make bulk dishes as usual. I also keep plenty of fruits around to munch on throughout the day.

I imagine it’s very similar to what would be required of a transition to polyphasic sleep, and I wonder if the time scale would be the same. After a while, all that would be required to maintain the schedule would be planning, which would become second-nature.