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aslantmy dreams betray me.
last night i found myself wandering the streets of kensal green, matching up the building numbers with a's address. he doesn't know i'm coming? he does? i can't find the right number. peering in the first floor window, a family at their television, bodies and light. i mill around on the street with others, some crowd for some unknown reason. suddenly i think i know he's there and just not saying hello. i whirl around searching every face but if he's there i can't see him.
in the dream i wore unfamiliar and exposing clothing. and also saw a woman nearly hit by a truck (cf yesterday, harvard square: tirescream, car spinning, sudden crunch, plastic flying in the air, traffic skidding around, siren wail as i turned the corner).
watched high fidelity last night. my faith in things restored, somehow.
angst filter: ranier maria [there's no honesty in me tonight].
last night i found myself wandering the streets of kensal green, matching up the building numbers with a's address. he doesn't know i'm coming? he does? i can't find the right number. peering in the first floor window, a family at their television, bodies and light. i mill around on the street with others, some crowd for some unknown reason. suddenly i think i know he's there and just not saying hello. i whirl around searching every face but if he's there i can't see him.
in the dream i wore unfamiliar and exposing clothing. and also saw a woman nearly hit by a truck (cf yesterday, harvard square: tirescream, car spinning, sudden crunch, plastic flying in the air, traffic skidding around, siren wail as i turned the corner).
watched high fidelity last night. my faith in things restored, somehow.
angst filter: ranier maria [there's no honesty in me tonight].
