Dreamt that I was working in a soda pop factory. The soda pop they manufactured there reminded me of Jones Soda. Everyone was new there. When the shift was over, I took two green apple sodas into the bathroom. They glowed like absinthe. I offered one to a coworker, they declined. I drank the whole […]

Dream: The connections are cold. The strokes bring about mechanical distribution of thoughts into electronic format. The user knows only of flesh. Black and white photo of hand holding keyboard. Location: Michigan, USA.

Dreamt that I woke up to an alarm. The boiler shut off and the hot water heater tank shut off. The boiler had gone into the black zone. It was a zone that was like the point of no return on the temperature gauge. I tried checking the fuses, but that didn’t seem to work. […]

Dreamt that I was typing on a suitcase typewriter. It was electric. The hum from it was intoxicating. 

Dreamt that I was standing on some rocks by a beach. There were some people there. Maybe they were a family. Half of them were laying on the ground bleeding. I don’t remember how they got that way. I was cradling something in my arms and rocked it back and forth. Was it a child […]