Dreams.

I dreamt of a man last night. I didn't know much about him (quite mysterious, this one), except that he seemed really wealthy and influential. He seemed like someone calm and reserved, not expressive in his emotions. He was always dressed in a suit every time I saw him, but maybe it's the type of events we find ourselves in. Never alone, he seemed to always be accompanied by another suit. Colleague, or bodyguard perhaps.

I expressed my love for Japanese food and we made plans for a lunch date. He alluded to some Japanese restaurant, the kind that looks like a geisha house with zen gardens and ikebana out in the reception. The expensive kind. I was working that day but I made sure I had at least an hour to spare. That morning, he suggested that I should take the afternoon off, because we were flying to Japan for lunch.