Reality & Dreams

Yesterday I had some dodgy milk in my breakfast coffee and it made me sick. I've gotten into the habit of sniffing the milk at work before I use it, just in case. I rarely come across any problems, but yesterday the first carton I sniffed smelled like day-old vomit. So I poured that one down the sink! The second carton was still sealed and the use-by date was still 3 days away, but I sniffed anyway out of habit. There was a very slight tang, but I thought it was still the stench from the other milk in the air. I thought, it's only just been opened, it can't be off yet! So I put some in my coffee and went on my merry way. Soon after I finished my coffee though, I started feeling really bilious. I felt sick all day and didn't eat any morning tea or lunch. I didn't go for my lunch time walk as I didn't want to leave the office in case I was sick. I was pretty disappointed as the weather was perfect and I was looking forward to starting up my walks again. By mid-afternoon I must have been feeling better as I started getting hungry. The only thing I could think about eating without feeling sick again were my Bhuja snacks. So I had half a packet of those, and that was it. I saved money on lunch, but I certainly wouldn't recommend the drinking of off milk as a diet tip!!

Today I'm very wary of the milk in the fridge. My first coffee was fine, but I couldn't remember which carton I'd used when I went to get a second one, and that one didn't taste quite right. So I poured it down the sink. Maybe I'll train myself to take my coffee black from now on. I don't want to play stomach roulette anymore.

And Now For Something More Pleasant ...

I had a really cool dream last night. It was c. 2007, I was in Japan and I was Japanese. Mori girl fashion was on the rise and being a part of it gave me a sense of belonging.


An example.
My Mori Pinterest Board has many more.

One day I saw that a new Mori-themed magazine had just come out. I bought the first issue and took it home to read. I loved the aesthetics of it. For some reason there was a Christmas feature, but it sort of makes sense as it really is a fashion for colder weather. I enjoyed it and determined to buy every future issue. There was an announcement near the back saying that the magazine was looking to hire models for photoshoots and product advertisements. In the dream I was thinner than in real life, but still not thin enough to be a model. Yet, I just wanted to be a part of it. So I turned up at the specified date and time, with some photos and a blurb about myself as requested. I wore my best Forest Girl outfit, a co-ord that I was quite proud of. The location was an old overgrown playground with a very whimsical feel. There were about 10 girls there, all in beautiful clothes. The staff from the magazine were: a woman who was managing, a photographer and some sort of stylist. They indicated that 2 or 3 girls would be chosen to model for the magazine. I knew I didn't have a chance of course, but I enjoyed posing and being photographed. I felt a bit awkward (I was the tallest of the girls as well as the biggest) but they were happy to have me there and treated me the same as the others. In the end, two girls were chosen to be hired as models for the magazine, and there was a great flurry of excitement when they were announced. I noticed the manager leafing through our submissions again, and then she approached me. She told me that she loved the biographical blurb I'd submitted and said they wanted to hire me to write for the magazine! And help style the photoshoots as well. I was so excited and of course I said yes! My first question was: "would I be allowed to wear Mori in the office?" "Of course," she said. It was a wonderful dream.