Flying at 29.97 Frames Per Second.

Back in the day, I used to play so much Tetris, that at night, I would close my eyes and imagine block after block falling perfectly into place in a symphony of symmetry.

While those days are behind me, (well, up until I go to Mexico this weekend), this past week has found me a new sandman sidekick. Ladies and gentleman, I now dream in timecode. Those of you familiar with editing films will know this as the exact hour, minute, second and frame of the image displayed before your very eyes. Therefore, you are also familiar with the spectre-like quality it assumes as your own hours fly by in the editing room.

Well folks, this same ghost has now invaded my very slumber. At night, digits progress at such an alarming rate, it's hard for me to concentrate on whatever is going on in my dream. Thus, I have found that it is very difficult to fly at 29.97 frames per second.

Oh well. It's the life that I have chosen. At least for now. I guess it's always better than dreaming in pause.