Written on 01 May 2020, Friday: In some dry forest camp. There’s toilet paper on the bathtub. I try to escape then come back for the two women. We go, or I take them into another room to have sex, an inner room where the men outside won’t see us. The latch on the doorContinue reading “Entry 76”
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Entry 75
Written on 30 April 2020, Thursday: I’m walking up a street, going to get groceries. Our housekeeper, I assume, is with me but ahead of me, to help in carrying the bags of groceries. I run into three of my CV female students. One approaches me, tells me something I think in kriolu. I tryContinue reading “Entry 75”
Entry 74
Written on 29 April 2020: Walking down a street in some European city, Lisbon, maybe. A cousin of mine driving a tricycle (non-motorized) with a passenger passes by. I’m not sure if I should say hi to her, didn’t want to embarrass her. But she herself says hi, or maybe I did. She comes over.Continue reading “Entry 74”
Entry 73
Written 27 April 2020, Monday: There was a house, two kids look through a closet mirror, wipe it to see more clearly. The older boy sees he can walk through it, as he passes through on the other side he’s a small lion. The other kid, a girl, also passes through and on the otherContinue reading “Entry 73”
Entry 72
Written 26 April 2020, Sunday: In Disneyland with a bunch of kids. I was annoyed. By the kids and by the place. Didn’t really wanna be there. . . Before this dream, remembering now, there was a bit where I was trying to figure out what to advise a fellow Camino pilgrim about when sheContinue reading “Entry 72”
Entry 71
Written on 25 April 2020, Saturday: I was I think at the beach, climbing up some boulders. At one concave, like a grotto, the sand was purplish pink. Ashen-yet-shining smooth lava rocks were stacked up, like natural sculptures of towers. The contrast between dark and light grey against the almost-neon purple-pink sand was beautiful, aContinue reading “Entry 71”
Entry 70
Written on 24 April 2020, Friday: Scrolling through instagram. I stop at a post by –, the comment to which she tags a couple of guys with the handles @stuartsomething and @paulsomething or maybe @ronsomething. I’m not sure about the second guy, but I remember feeling upset, wondering who are these guys Paul Stuart orContinue reading “Entry 70”
Entry 69
Written yesterday, 24 April 2020, Thursday: I’m sitting in front of a church with –. She’s wearing pajamas and these grey socks. They’re my socks, recognized. She says something. I massage her feet. I’m sure there was something else before this image, something about us walking around town maybe, before the church, but it’s allContinue reading “Entry 69”
Entry 68
Written yesterday, 22 April 2020, Wednesday: There was something about a camera, I was looking for it, I think. Then I’m at some backyard patio. My younger brother was there. We’re gathering up toys. My youngest brother was there, too, and he’s still a toddler in the dream. We’re taking the toys, his toys IContinue reading “Entry 68”
Entry 67
Written yesterday, 21 April 2020: Esther Perel was there. And there’s an asian guy and a kid. The kid reminds of the asian boy in Indiana Jones, Raiders of the Lost Ark. There’s a red bin. It’s full of water bottles to be recycled, but it hides drugs. From the woman’s perspective, I see theContinue reading “Entry 67”
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