Snips of the past nights’ dreams: a quickly devaluing currency, selecting a hue of rose for ballet tights, walking up the stone steps of a bridge at nig...
The Berkeley campus had recently undergone a landscape renovation. Ben and I were walking up from North Gate by Saturja Dai Hall and tried to identify t...
Driving recklessly to what was considered to be DVC, a densely forested campus with two-story wood structures, with a passenger beside me whose identity...
Deranged girl and others (was I one of the characters? Or just an invisible omniscient observer?) were vying to mutilate each other with knives. The cen...
From the late 80s, his credo on the back of a magazine, advocating in snarky, derisive language for something I find difficult to stomach. I feel confli...
H- was organizing a group camping excursion; as I was settling into the minivan he passed me a tin camping mug with the map to the grounds imprinted ove...
First I am browsing shoes in a small boutique lined floor to ceiling with sale shoe boxes, packed with women consumers, my father leaves immediately and...
Gah. Perhaps my dreams will enlighten me. Btw, last night I dreamt I was searching for a Bart station to take a train home; the fabricated station was c...
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