only about three hours last night. there is this moment where one leg is still in dreamland and the other leg is already in reality. and there's that final splitting moments where you're about to wake up, there's like a lighting and some strange force pushing your body up. i saw those jagged lines. and i wonder why i'm alive.
: R. R came back with his wife. i saw her face. it was very clear. she's not all that pretty. but she seemed nice. and we brought them back to our place. and they expected to be treated like lords. i couldn't give a stuff about them but i was polite. and when they were about to go back, R twisted my hand and his wife passed a really bitchy comment. she said something about friends and relatives and i shouted at her what the difference was. (i felt really smart in the dream) scene shifts into a classroom and R and wife are in there. and she had to leave the class to settle some enrollment thing. then she came back with a slip that mentioned i was under some contract to pass all my exams and if i did so, i would still be friends with this punk kid i know from san francisco. :
yes that was rather messed up.
contemplating slumber but it's too scary.
sound: acrid 'kisses and whistles'
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