I was in a large common area with a bunch of other people my age. All along the walls were numerous, small kitchen units, which looked outdated, yet were somehow futuristic. Continue reading “Dream Journal 8/20/17 | Halloween”
My eye is caught by a large, stuffed Squirtle.
The carnival worker lures us over with his engaging smile, motioning to the large prizes hanging all over his tent. Continue reading “Small Stones 8/13/16”