Sunday, December 7, 2008

diablogical dreaming

this morning i woke up on a pull out couchbed with two friends and they asked me to tell them a bedtime story but i had just woken from a dream and in this dream i was stoned and so i said no i'm too stoned dreaming to tell it and they laughed but in this dream i was on an island probably Jamaica or Antigua i think so on this island i smoked weed at the island version of the big scary black house and kevin and i sat on the chair together smoking and talking and caroline biked there and she got naked on a toilet and loaded a bowl and there was this huge bridge to cross to get to the funky island downtown but the view was so different but so the same too and rosie was walking in front of me wearing a bomber jacket and i spray painted gold letters on the back of her jacket that said Rosie Loves Reno the view was so different and gus was there and he and i walked around the island Antigua? and we looked at jewelry and a computer shop and i had ferry anxiety because the boat was leaving so i went to the YMCA and the doors kept getting smaller once i was in there and it was more and more anxiety feeling and i was given mac n cheese and other foods on styrofoam plates i don't think i made the ferry because i was stoned in antigua.

1 comment:

Scott Young said...

Toaster,

you have some weird repressed stuff going on. I can read dreams like a pocket-sized new testament. Let's take over funkylittledowntown with styrofoam joints.