The Just Thought I'd Share Thread

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I used to have dreams about living in Saskatoon.

In the dream I remember most, Saskatoon was a huge glittering city of skyscrapers, surrounded by fields of pink and blue flowers. The city glowed on the horizon, like the Emerald City from Oz. There was some kind of plague, and I had to escape through tunnels under the city with lots of other people, which were filled with exotic dance clubs.

I emerged outside the city on the side of a hill; those pink and blue flowers were everywhere, and there were Indian women in sarees dancing on the hillside who seemed delighted that I had made it out. Looking behind me, Saskatoon was brilliantly colored against the night sky, and I knew I had to go back becasue I *belonged* there.

I don't know why I thought it was Saskatoon - but I just *knew* that it was, even though it was never said. For a while, I was sort of obsessed with moving there. Sometimes I would sit at work and Google pictures and articles about the city's history.

The reality is that Saskatoon doesn't seem to be a particularly interesting place. But I get this weird feeling when I think about it, like deja vu.

Dreams. Heh.