your pale blue eyes linger on...
October 9th - I dreamt I was back in the suburbs. A catering table was set up in the street outside my house, but my friends and I were the only ones outside. We made small talk while a chef cooked steaks. When I took a plate to fill with the food that was being prepared for us, I found that it was already covered with other food. I attempted to cram portions of what was laid out on the table in between what was already filling the plate, but as I squatted down to take a helping of macaroni and cheese (it was on the ground) I began to pass gas and couldn't stop. I looked up at the chef, smling, and said, "I'm farting on the macaroni."
October 10th - I dreamt I was in a library with my mother. I was feeling lonely until a haggard, yet voluptuous biker woman walked up to me holding a red paper soft drink cup. She held the cup towards my face and I noticed it was printed with Coca-Cola logos (the same kind of cups we have at work) and that it was empty. The biker woman said to me, quietly and seductively, "When I bite the rim of this cup, my teeth leave marks." Amazed, I asked, "Can I try it?" but as I leaned in towards the cup I kissed her. We made out in the middle of the library for what felt like hours, but eventually she left and I went to tell my mother that I was in love. I spent the following weeks professing my love for this woman, but each time I went to see her she would tell me to put on a piece of a costume until, finally, I was dressed like Jason Voorhees. Donning a hockey mask and wielding a machete, I made a desperate attempt to win her affection by chasing after a train car that she was sitting at the back of. Before I could catch up to her another train coming from the opposite direction knocked me over and a pick-up truck came out of nowhere and ran me over, crushing my body and splitting my head open. The biker woman changed into a girl who looked familiar, yet resembled Uma Thurman. As I died on the train tracks, she fell to her knees in front of me. She began to sob as her skin became pale and her hair became black. The girl held up two large knives and began to slash the skin above her collar bones. Glowing red ink welled up from the cuts and became black tattoos depicting two birds caught in thorns. I looked at the inside of my fractured skull and saw nothing.
October 11th - I dreamt my feet were covered with blisters.
October 10th - I dreamt I was in a library with my mother. I was feeling lonely until a haggard, yet voluptuous biker woman walked up to me holding a red paper soft drink cup. She held the cup towards my face and I noticed it was printed with Coca-Cola logos (the same kind of cups we have at work) and that it was empty. The biker woman said to me, quietly and seductively, "When I bite the rim of this cup, my teeth leave marks." Amazed, I asked, "Can I try it?" but as I leaned in towards the cup I kissed her. We made out in the middle of the library for what felt like hours, but eventually she left and I went to tell my mother that I was in love. I spent the following weeks professing my love for this woman, but each time I went to see her she would tell me to put on a piece of a costume until, finally, I was dressed like Jason Voorhees. Donning a hockey mask and wielding a machete, I made a desperate attempt to win her affection by chasing after a train car that she was sitting at the back of. Before I could catch up to her another train coming from the opposite direction knocked me over and a pick-up truck came out of nowhere and ran me over, crushing my body and splitting my head open. The biker woman changed into a girl who looked familiar, yet resembled Uma Thurman. As I died on the train tracks, she fell to her knees in front of me. She began to sob as her skin became pale and her hair became black. The girl held up two large knives and began to slash the skin above her collar bones. Glowing red ink welled up from the cuts and became black tattoos depicting two birds caught in thorns. I looked at the inside of my fractured skull and saw nothing.
October 11th - I dreamt my feet were covered with blisters.