Sunday, June 15, 2014
dream:
with a wave of my hand the cyst on my chest falls off. then there is a
parade on the beach in aptos. what is it for? a celebration of life. it
is on my beach. it is going in the right direction. i dream inside my
dream. i tell someone about my dream inside my dream but i am still
dreaming. the back of an indian's head. black hair. denim jacket. i
don't know who u are. everything is going to
be fine. i have 3 male roommates. i've never seen them before. who told
u u could live here. i don't want new roommates. i don't want to live
with men. there is too much male energy in this house. i want u to
leave. i wanted to be alone. i wanted peace and quiet. i'm sorry but u
can't live here. i am trying to reach vhs tapes high on a dusty shelf. i
can't quite reach them without maybe falling off the stepladder and
breaking my neck. i take 3 little sample bottles of clinique lotion and
an open nail polish bottle and throw them away. women are shopping. they
are very fashionable. my mother says she wants to go shopping. women
are buying bracelets. i don't like anything cold around my wrist. one is
wearing a weird purple flowery hat. they are not finding what they are
looking for. do they wear make-up or not and do they dance. can i still
dance. i'm a bit shaky on my feet. i pick up a leather wallet that is
kind of a book. it is a sample of a bookmaking class. the cashier says
the class is in las vegas. why am i in nevada? i don't want to be in
nevada. the air is clean. i don't care, i want to go to the beach. i
want to go home. why is it taking so long to go home.
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