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wilderness shadows linger and I watch the lunar eclipse with my dog. and right now it feels a cosmic falling out— Im worried about future calamities and the memory of a lucid dream where Im tearing old wallpaper and light fixtures and mirrors down and listen in on private conversations in hotel rooms. I hear a woman read off her credit card number to someone and when I wake up I make a note to activate my new card thats been sitting around for a month in the envelope. and right now I stand between celestial monsters with the lonely knowing that Ill be just one more who was here.



Oh what an intriguing dream! Oddly relatable. I wonder if it will pan out helpful somehow in the future.