epic brew
i can't wait till thanksgiving
i have been having symbolic sounding dreams such as: climbing the stairs to my apartment endlessly in the white light sun and staring out of a window above me upside down looking at the pitch black sky full of millions of stars, the likes of which i've never seen. in both i say something obvious like "look, look out at all of the stars" or "we'll be at the top soon" i don't know. vivid. i'll just clean the house now and finish some baked apples. today i almost realized the cause of my haphazard depression while i was driving through some potholes spacing out with blurry eyes. now my innards hurt like some gnashing crocodile and i want to just sleepsleep. i'm disappointed in: fellini, my mom.