sonĝo je la 16a de julio

The dream happened at night at my house. I was home alone, wandering around and wondering where Leah went, when I saw movement out the back door. I saw Leah’s friend Kim walking down the stairs. I ran to open the door, saw that Kim wasn’t Kim but a black woman with the same proportions. When I looked to my right towards the deck there were forty people sitting there. The deck was four times as large as the waking life deck. All the people looked like central American emigrants.

Chris S.
Anomalist, esperantist, cyclist, typist, dodecaphile, ailurophile, and oneiromancer. Chris lives near the shore with his wife, cats, and the Jersey Devil in his backyard.

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