(9/9/09) all you had to do was ask; sky's the limit

(Entered in paper journal at 6:12 AM on B-train into work from Brooklyn.)

Dream #1

I was on the subway, sitting in a row of seats that went along the wall of the train. Across the train from me sat an older, white man. He was opening and shuffling his newspaper loudly and whistling an annoying tune. I tried to whistle in an annoying way to counter the man's whistling, but I only managed a dry, creaking sound that was more pathetic than annoying.

I got angry and decided to confront the man physically. I walked across the aisle and sat beside the man. I noticed he was wearing earbuds, probably for an iPod. I tore them out of his ears. The man looked at me as if wondering why I would have done something like that.

I told the man, "Quit whistling" (or "Quit making annoying sounds"?) "on the train!"

The man said, "Well, if that's all you wanted, all you had to do was ask."

Dream #2

Somebody spoke to me about something like wanting the sky or going to the sky, because the sky's the limit.