A new category of dream

A darkened flightline across from a set of trailers. Ebony and Ivory in color, a normal dream of the drudgery of work showed last night in noir theme. Two women bedecked in pencil skirts and heels, only their legs seen as they sneak along the asphalt. A phone call. An order. Silent, eerie mood pervades and no storyline emerges save for the sense of being trapped without reason. We gave in and slept with handtowel sized blankets on concrete.