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vacation station
I didn't want to wake up to type this out. I wanted to go back and tuck myself inside of this dream. And maybe I still will. There are many hours before I have to actually go about my day ( Read more... ) -
dream beam
I was serving tables at a restaurant that doesn't actually exist, of course! As I was wandering around I noticed these weird little barcode things on the floor, under each table. I found my bosses sitting at a weird secret table that eventually turned into a piano and was squished in this narrow hallway somehow. They were eating their food off of ( Read more... ) -
rambo
I was part of a bounty hunter team. We had a white van with tinted windows and each of us had a huge gun. I don't know much about guns in real life but in this case, I knew what I was doing and held the thing with confidence. We wore all black. We weren't the FBI or anything affiliated. We were on missions from an unknown source ( Read more... ) -
Some Dream Schemes for ya Winter beams:
January 5, 2011 ( Read more... ) -
Twin Bedhead
it was an epic one ( Read more... ) -
november slumber
sometimes a spouse is just a spouse. just a room in some other house. one we never think about. one we have no worry for ( Read more... ) -
HELLO FROM OLYMPIA, WASHINGTON!
I typed this at home on my little laptop where the internet fears to tread. while sitting up on some blankets on the ground. banana kept her little paws on my shins the entire time ( Read more... ) -
lockheaded
staying with my parents whom weren't really my parents at all. actually, now that i think of it, they were indeed my real parents. the actual people that brought me about. but their house was different. weirdly laid out. a ranch with a side garage. my parents were living in the garage at the time. i was sitting in the kitchen, in the dark ( Read more... ) -
TIME TRAVELS TENNESSEE
The memory kicks in when I'm riding my bike up these curvy trails along the sides of mountains. The season is fall. I know this by the burnt sienna, deep red and gold hues of the surrounding world. I ride my bike all over the place with a destination in mind. One I will not know about until I see it ( Read more... ) -
side view or two
i'm not quite sure how it all began. i never am, really. dreams begin somewhere in the middle without an explanation. like opening up a book, plotting your gaze on a random page and starting the story from there ( Read more... )