HFCS: effika’s blog

Last night I had a very strange dream. I couldn’t get to sleep until well after sunrise, so maybe that’s part of it. Anyway, in the dream my mother is working for some big evil faceless corporation, and “scouted” me for it. A wild techo-thriller kind of romp throughout mid-America to Chicago ensues, with lots of car chases and high-tech gadgetry. I slowly discover some sort of conspiracy that involves a mass suicide that will take place only a week from now. My mother is apparently the seat of all this, and to implement the plan she has to dive out of her office window, which is many, many stories up in a Chicago skyscraper, almost certainly killing her. She tries to keep it secret from me, but when she finds out I know she tries to drag me with her. Then some ninja-like NSA guys materialize out of nowhere and want to “place me in the safest of keeps”. Then everyone stands around confused for a few moments at what sounds like a massive attack of exotic birds (we can tell from all the caw-ing). At that point I realize a)I’m dreambing, b) the bird-attack is just my alarm going off, and c) if I don’t get up now I’ll be late for sociology.