Fuck Elsewhere, and fuck worrying about it.
I had this dream last night and you were in it. We were walking cross hill and dale, over little bridges, and everything was very soft and green, bright like spring. We meandered through a clipped well tended but English style lawn, with wild swooping borders of heavy petals and large leaves. There was ivy everywhere. An empty birdbath sat in the middle of the yard and in the center was a spiderweb with large jewels woven into the fabric of the thing. A table sat next to the bath with many more sparkling trinkets with a sign that read 7.87$ sale. You picked up a particularly gorgeous faceted transparent ruby and tossed it, you knew already that it was a fucking top. As it flew through air, a telescoping nose needle came out and as it hit the ground it began to spin perfectly, throwing light everywhere across the garden. I was transfixed by this and all the wealth suspended in the web and spread across the table.
So the man that lived in the victorian house that the lawn surrounded came out. He was big in body and enormous in presence. He began to talk, louder and louder, rebutting the space for existing around him, in his way. I felt very small and shadowed, as if he were pulling mass away from me to feed his ravenous form. I realized that it was actually the purpose of the stupid flawless jewels in the yardsale. You were not disturbed and simply turned your chin up and looked him in the face and said, hey, I know who you are. Your name is ....
I think it was robert something.
I don't know.
You were quite unruffled and a touch heroically boyish.
As you are hopefully feeling right now.
I'm not wooing you, just sending you my brainwave,
I thought you might appreciate the boost.
So I just finished my Thursday, a long one as always, but not a bad day. I came down from the spa and caught a red flash in the corner. I almost passed by and turned around after suddenly remembering the dream. It was the plastic crimson cover for some random red light. The same dimensions as the tossed top from the dream. So I picked it up and am looking at it now.
Karley
