novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- corporal sleepunsishment i have dreams where she steals my journal and makes it hers: yellow construction paper, bubble letters, inane butterfly stickers. we went on a talk show. j disappeared i think she ate him. the dream before was about her birthday party, at some sort of lavish resort, with water slides. i kept disappearing. my dreams have become more convoluted and logical at the same time; the more my life slides into routine i stop dreaming the future and start seeing all my fears. 12:06 pm - 8.7.01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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