Many of the Dreams Lately Have Been Too Disturbing/Painful to Write About
I am naked and crouching in the living room of my grandmother's house. It is the wee hours of the morning. My mom and grandma approach the room I used to inhabit; they intend to wake me. They find my dead body in the bed and try to shake it into getting up. I yell at them that I'm in the living room and that I'm already up. They acknowledge this and go about their respective days. I don't know why there's a dead doppelganger in my bed, but it doesn't particularly bother anybody. I posture myself at polite angles to minimize the effects of my nudity upon my family.
I am kneeled on the floor before one of the white leather couches in the living room. There is a cauldron of Ramen noodles atop the couch, but I have to lean deep inside it to be able to eat. While I'm eating noodles in the buff, I realize that I desperately want to become a rock vocalist and decide to drop out of school.
I am kneeled on the floor before one of the white leather couches in the living room. There is a cauldron of Ramen noodles atop the couch, but I have to lean deep inside it to be able to eat. While I'm eating noodles in the buff, I realize that I desperately want to become a rock vocalist and decide to drop out of school.