oh yes.
“Co1nc1dence” + 2 uncanny = X. (Not just a fluke.)
Last night’s dream: A Big Eraser Man chasing Little Me.
Times Up in le dream state. Wake up. Bewildered. Bizarre. (W-t-f.)
Cup o’ Joe fix? Lousy. Lukewarm. (Grace’s subconscious tongue speaking.)
Driving. Wait—I’m driving? (No No No No No No No No. Still drifting off in a dream.)
Walking. Gazing at my penny loafers. Dead Leaves blow by. (I am Leaf.)
S C A T T E R B R A I N . (Lips move but I can’t hear what they’re saying.)
Opening my mouth in the cold. Severely. (“Keep the Wolf from the Door”, she teaches.)
Talking Rag Doll confesses to the Judge. (“They need to know where they end and where to let you begin”, she dismisses.)
Honey, Tuesday is Over. Let “Moon River” lull you to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~I AM UP IN THE CLOUDS~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Gatsby says it’s OK Computer weather. Spinning whilst brewing a pot of Darjeeling tea.
1 year ago - 
10
10
I am gonna grow wings,
a chemical reaction,
hysterical and useless.
1 year ago - 4
4
gone off the rails
1 year ago - 1
1
My Radiohead Newspaper has finally arrived with The King of Limbs on clear vinyl. J’adore. C’est très, très belle.
1 year ago - 6
6Nude (big ideas.)
Dream journal entry #66
Couldn’t go to sleep last night so I watched Meeting People Is Easy again. Any chance of sleep still eluded me by 3 so I did some writing and listened to OK Computer all the way through, and once more. I guess I finally fell asleep because I suddenly saw S and R opening my door- but before I could say anything, they closed it. I tried to call S but I only seemed to remember R’s name. I was in the bathroom with a friend who was peeing for pregnancy tests. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and tried to smile but it looked awfully phony. I went out for some air and saw R again, but S was nowhere to be found. I really needed S, but he wasn’t there. R was there. Another door appeared. R pressed against me and closed it.
I was kneeling on the floor. I felt really empty but R kissed me after so I felt OK. I told him I wanted to be with him but I’m sure it was only because of the human disorder.
Yes. Inside, not with.
He didn’t get it because he went inside my head and told me not to get any big ideas— that I’d go to hell for what my dirty mind was thinking. I don’t know if that was R or S speaking.
And then I woke up, trembling.
