dream dream dream

Mar 23, 2016 08:18

The state had determined I had become ill and I had been exiled to the Florida keys for the safety of my fellow citizens. Many others had been condemned to this fate. Standing at the furthest point south in the lower 48, looking across the sea along the archipelago before me I knew I had to lawyer up. This island was 5000 square feet and already had a few thousand people. Bob Odenkirk was my lawyer, and I told him to tell the court I had been asymptomatic and would not pose a threat to national health. Before I knew it, I was back in New Jersey and walking into a church where the presidential candidates were going to present their cases. I saw my sister but the only words exchanged regarded missing Hillary and how the crowd seemed a little enthusiastic about her. A group of black kids wearing neon fright wigs and evening gowns went up on stage as Bernie Sanders made an entrance. I raised quite a ruckus to welcome him. My wife's alarm clock went off, dragging me back to waking life.

One thing that struck me is having a boner the entire night. Or almost the entire night.

quarantine, dream, florida, presidential.election

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