i’ve been pulling some late nights this week in order to finish my travel essay for on the record….since i have an imac and pro tools at home – i worked on the editing in my pjs….didn’t get to bed till 2 or 3 in the morning. and then i had to go to work….i don’t mind the late nights – reminded me of my college years, when sleep was over-rated.
so…what i usually do on radio assignments – I have my imac set-up for editing. i also have a mic for the script and headphones to keep the it on the down-low for my roomies. these are studio headphones so i can barely here what’s goin’ on outside. gau told me about the noise reduction headphones he picked up and used on his way to spain. he said he read about how the airplane noise was one of the factors that led to travel exhaustion. anyways – in my dream, i was positioned at my imac, editing. i had no idea about the circus that was operating behind me. honestly, my friends were either doing clown acts, juggling…some did a few highwire acts. it was all quite funny. mark was juggling. i think i saw gau, or somebody who looked like him, being launched out of a cannon. at the imac, i couldn’t hear that circus theme song looping – and everyone moving to its beat. when i finished editing – i took off my headphones and turned around. i had a feeling that something took place behind my back. everyone disappeared – except for my roomie – jen. she was sleeping on the couch, with a white blanket covering her.