Dreams I had, in 100 words or less

[discountsatori]

This morning:

John Hodgman was my boyfriend. We had been cursed to spend our days reenacting movies (him: A River Runs Through It, me: Nobody Knows*) until we could create a viable new language. I lived in a Gap dressing room, "trying on a new sundress," until our language was accepted. Upon leaving, I bought a bunch of new clothes with the money

Comments

[delahk]

the best part is that you remember that you were plunging toward and equifax building. there's gotta be some good dream analysis in that one.

[imperfectmap]

Hey, I'm in Atlanta! e-mail me (newnonfiction@gmail.com) so we can set up coffee/dinner/something. I leave Sunday morning. Eeeee!