Last night, I had the second dream I'd classify as a nightmare in two days. Long story short, I was back in high school, and one of my oldest friends outed me to my homophobic classmates. Just like I'd feared would happen if I came out back then, they all hated me; one girl in particular was ranting at me.

What redeemed that dream, though, was that ( Read more... )

The road you're walking along might have been pleasant during the day. The bare branches curving overhead would have a quiet austerity to them in the light; the protection that even their stark forms offer would seem inviting on a windy fall day like the one that just ended ( Read more... )

Last night, I dreamed I had a daughter ( Read more... )