Mar 03, 2013 14:30
i drank another cup of coffee because i didn't know what else to do.
i ate free bread, bought butter.
i don't know what this feeling is. the large space in my dream is filling up my day. the huge multi-level stage like a dr. seuss illustrated city, all the dream invented characters i was working with, us versus them, in some sort of performance that was not time specific and was somehow more like a psychological war. there was sun, lots of sky, it was sandy without a single grain of sand, it was space. a complex space. full of us, versus them.