a bleak late autumn dream
The past couple of nights I've been having one of those dreams where I was living a different life. People I don't know while I'm awake, surroundings are similar but dissimilar enough to make the setting unsettling. I did recognize Lisa Walling, and we hung around each other. Mostly in an abandoned car on someone's lawn talking about dream stuff. She offered to be my comare and I declined because then we wouldn't be friends anymore. We left the car, went out separate ways, then I kept getting mental communications saying the offer still stands. I remember we did get close at one point, I found a shamrock on her back, a large tattoo with sequins covering her entire back. Nothing happened, thank goodness.