Category: Dreams

In which I think I am on the surface but time and depth creep up on me

Rebecca

November 10, 2024

Dreams, Journal

Journal, 3/13/22- Things do not enter into me so deeply lately. I feel like I am wrapped in Formica. Absent is reflection, or at least its automaticity, and absent is the glaring, glaring, glaringness of what lies beneath, of what is under things. I am so buoyant! How strange. My dream last night was complex,… Read more