dreams again.
Last night as I was falling asleep, I was still a little high, my dreams were in slow motion.
It was an ocean full of boat propellers.. like the water mill kind.. except they were made of colorful shoes suspended in the air, like a thousand invisible legs walking in slow motion, pulling itself forward.
If I was Miyazaki I'd make a film about it.
It was an ocean full of boat propellers.. like the water mill kind.. except they were made of colorful shoes suspended in the air, like a thousand invisible legs walking in slow motion, pulling itself forward.
If I was Miyazaki I'd make a film about it.