(no subject)
This morning I dreamed of a talking dog, but instead of the dog being able to have full-fledged conversations, the dog reminded me more of a parrot, because it only repeated a few things it must have heard from its owner.
It was one of those weird dreams where the dog was actually two separate dogs, depending on the context of the moment. I first saw it running as fast as the cars on a highway exit, and I turned to follow it. It stopped by my dad's old house in Alpine, CA, and then it looked different, but it was the same dog. It looked older, and had a face that looked human. You ever see animals, and they just...kind of look like people? This dog did.
All it wanted to talk about was the museum of modern art, and some republican whose name I don't remember.
But god damnit, it sure did run fast...
It was one of those weird dreams where the dog was actually two separate dogs, depending on the context of the moment. I first saw it running as fast as the cars on a highway exit, and I turned to follow it. It stopped by my dad's old house in Alpine, CA, and then it looked different, but it was the same dog. It looked older, and had a face that looked human. You ever see animals, and they just...kind of look like people? This dog did.
All it wanted to talk about was the museum of modern art, and some republican whose name I don't remember.
But god damnit, it sure did run fast...