Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Morning Dreams

...have been weird on vacation. Only on the first night, sleeping between high thread count sheets and a nest of pillows in a suite of my own, did I wake up leisurely. Since then I remember two in particular:

#1
A room on my parents' house that I'd never seen before--it's my brother's, who has been dead for 20 years, cracker crumbs leading to the closed window that, when opened, leads to a pool. The pool water is a plastic container, like waterbed material. Mom jumps in.

#2
I'm making out with a friend who is recently married.

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