01.23.2021.06 Second Set of MACUSA Journal Pages
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01.22.2021.05 My Sean Connery Dream
It was October 28th, 2020. I had worked late that night on editing a script, and had fallen asleep with my MacBook still on my lap. I often have vivid dreams, but this dream felt like it was more of a vision into the future in more ways than one. I remember bits and pieces of it, like being on a train that was more like a magnetic dome glass bubble with seats attached via cords that came down from the ceiling on a swivel where the seats would glide at every turn like those hanging seats from the 1970s. In this dream, everyone had a glass tray table and what looked like a holographic keyboard that would actually click as it typed onto the screen below it. As I was typing in this dream, I had the thought that I should totally patent this shit, and I convinced myself that I would remember every detail when I woke. As I was about to turn off the table, someone to my far left seated diagonally behind me called my name. They had a very strong Scottish accent and a warm welcoming aura that se
