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Tag Archives: Dream Journal
On Turning Dreams Into Reality (Or Just More Concrete Dreams)
In Kraków, long after I’d stopped being very, very ill, I was kept from sleep by this phrase: “You have been murdered.” I think that I came up with the next line fairly quickly – when I’m on the edge … Continue reading
On Falling Back On the Wagon
Last night I had a dream. I was a high school teacher recently hired by my old school. This old school (it played one) had recently gone through a spate of hirings and my old neighborhood (it played two) was … Continue reading
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Dream Journal: The Missing Girl
Somewhere in the gumbo of dream I had last night, I was renting an apartment. It was a crappy place that the landlord talked up as though it were a palace, but in reality, the entrance was under a stairway, … Continue reading
Dream Journal: Escape Your Fate & Nesting Egg
It’s still the middle of the night for me. Granted, we’ve got to get up in a few hour for a very important date we cannot be late for, but between tension surrounding that and trying to teach Jeoffrey to … Continue reading
Dream Journal: The Mad Scientist
This is a dream in three parts that are definitely not seamless. The first, of which I’ll only be telling you the end, involved me wandering around a school that I used to go to, but I was far too … Continue reading
Dream Journal: Violent Gameshow Edition
Irregularly Updated Dream Journal #3 Dream 1: Starting at a certain time of the year, a contest is held to see who can stay outside the longest. Basically, it’s a game of voluntary homelessness. The person who stays out the … Continue reading
Dream Journal: Floating Dragons in the Sky
Irregularly Updated Dream Journal #2 It originated from a 1st person perspective of a video game I was playing… um, living… yes, living in the dream. A stealth game, it involved my infiltrating a castle in London to do, well, … Continue reading