last night i dreamed about a girl i knew in high school. she had a bump on her leg and it was filled with little tiny sponges. inside each sponge was a termite.
i also dreamed bob barker was trying to kill me. mel and joe had reunited and lived in a large house with incredibly long hallways. i couldn’t find my way around and bob barker kept appearing out of nowhere trying to kill me. every once in a while a person whom i did not know would manifest and warn me that bob barker was near by. somehow i kept managing to escape and that is my story.
“Judge of your natural character by what you do in your dreams.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson