Blog by Sumana Harihareswara, Changeset founder
I hung a dreamcatcher over the head of my bed…
Hi, reader. I wrote this in 2002 and it's now more than five years old. So it may be very out of date; the world, and I, have changed a lot since I wrote it! I'm keeping this up for historical archive purposes, but the me of today may 100% disagree with what I said then. I rarely edit posts after publishing them, but if I do, I usually leave a note in italics to mark the edit and the reason. If this post is particularly offensive or breaches someone's privacy, please contact me.
I hung a dreamcatcher over the head of my bed and, by suggestion or by something else, it might be working. I've dreamt rather often since I hung it up, and one of those dreams was a rare nested dream, a dream-within-a-dream.
I am wearing a tie, and as I ate a samosa at brunch, I dripped tamarind sauce on the tie. Fortunately, this tie is the color of tamarind sauce and the stain doesn't show.
I'm scheduled to donate blood today. I'm going to postpone my blood donation appointment again because I want to donate blood on a day when I've slept a lot, eaten a lot, and drunk a lot of water.
