novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- you ever have dreams that make you wake up and ask what the fuck just happened? The past few months my dreams have been marathons of action-adventure movies. I don't remember most of them, but they were entertaining and fast-paced and made me feel as if my brain was going ninety while the rest of me was asleep at the wheel. This is in direct contrast to the dream dryspell two years prior. A few here and there, like tumbleweeds, but for the most part: lonely flimsy unconscious play. My recent favorite is the one where I was making out with a hot guy on a strange planet (it looked a little like Palm Springs meets Dr. Seuss, but not cartoony) and we were trying to find a place to have sex, but it was mostly wide open spaces. Twilight. We parked on a thick lawn and were rolling about, I landed on my back and was distracted by movement in the giant tree to our left. There were lions in that tree. Huge cats of all kinds. Mating. Made the tree look like it bore yowling tan fur fruit. I watched for a little while, hot guy pinning my arms. A pair of aggressive leopards were growling deeply at each other, and one fell out of the tree onto the grass near us. We wandered away and came across friends showing their home movies to one another, and we could just walk right up into the screen. So we did. And I woke up smiling right after this last part. 7:34 am - 10.21.08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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