I was in the shower

I was in the shower. Warm white morning light was falling onto my face and body. My body was happy from the water licking my body. Someone else had been kissing it too.

One side of my loft was my apartment, as normal. The other was dark waters. I knew there were sea bears out there.

Lucid Tom, August 18 2010

I'm at Walmart in the bakery. I was hired to decorate a cake for them, but just for this one job, it was a favor they needed me to do for them. As I'm sitting at a throwing wheel with the cake, the woman who's in charge is screaming at me. I'm trying to reason with her but she's upset and frustrated. Tom walks into the scene and tells me I'm dreaming.

"You can do whatever you want."

With this new information, I look back up at the woman. She's younger, maybe in her 30's. She leans her head up against a doorway across the department and gives me a sad look, silent. I stand up from the cake and leave with Tom. I follow him down a hallway. I notice a dark shadowy figure that we're following. He tells me that this is apart of my dream and we're following them into an elevator.



When we get to the elevator he again reminds me I'm dreaming and tells me to look at the button panel to prove it. Only the buttons 6 and 8 are there. I smile and think of Paci. I look down and there she is at my feet, smiling back up at me, wagging her tail, tangled in cell phone charger wires.

When the doors open, we are standing in an apartment. This is Tom's mother's apartment. The lights are dim and we walk into a warmly decorated living room and kitchen. The bedroom door is open, Tom's mother is sitting in bed and happily greets me, but doesn't get up. Tom begins to touch me. I get upset because we're in his mother's apartment. But he reminds me again that I'm dreaming. And I let him touch me wherever he wants.

After all this, he tells me we're leaving again. Kyra is now in the apartment with us. We walk over to the kitchen and tells me to climb through the cabinet. I'm confused and wonder how it's an exit. Again he needs to remind me I can do anything I want. Kyra climbs in and up somewhere. I ask her how it felt going through this supposed portal. She calls up from an above unknown place that it was a little squishy, but she's in a large space now. And I crawl into it and pop out in a mattress store.

August 12 2010

Natalie Nunez, a friend of mine from high school gave me a call on my cell phone and asked me to cover her shift for her at the Maggie Moo's in Port Richmond. I wondered if the Maggie Moo's in Wynnewood would actually transfer me just to work there for a day. After debating this with her, we both actually didn't care if the system worked that way and I covered her. When I got there, I realized I actually was in the Wynnewood store and I was working with my co-worker Joe Garber. The lights in the store were off and we hadn't opened yet, late morning light pouring into the store.

Suddenly, the fire safety sprinkler system went off, water pouring into the ice cream and down the walls and onto the floor. I call up my boss, Patrick, on the store phone but he doesn't answer. I leave a frustrated voicemail asking if he even cares about his business at all and if he does to come down and fix the problem. After complaining to Joe about how much I hate this job. I leave to run from something in Pennypack Park with Alex Willis.

Part I of Future Gazing

Monty is attempting to be a wizard. This is a drawing of written advice.

Harrisburg

I was staring down at a wooden floor and a large dog laying looking up at me and around the room with an orange tablecloth over him. I removed the tablecloth only to find another tablecloth hiding the dog's face and body from me. As I placed the first cloth on the floor to remove the second, another large dog appeared under the cloth, it's face turned away from me. Determined to see this dog, I kept removing tablecloths, only to find more and more.

On the Red Sofa. Oh, that Red Sofa.

It was about 4pm and I was laying on the Red Sofa in my living room. The afternoon light softly shining through the verticals and I could feel my eyes slowly closing when Rena walked in and began to talk to me. As she rambled I could feel my legs and hips and arms lift from the Red Sofa and and my head and torso sink into the scratchy red fabric, amazed by the loss of gravity and pressure. I was floating inside and above the same object. That scratchy Red Sofa.

"I'm getting a real bad body high here." I said.

On May 8th

John Slavin and Jeff Hall asked me to be their fifth roommate they were going in on with some boys and another girl. The house is somewhere around Temple in North Philadelphia with hardwood floors with a lot of old white doors and not too many windows. There's a huge backyard where the clouds are dark making the green grass appear saturated against the ominous clouds. The wind picked up and I felt unsure. I sat in my old bedroom of the house I grew up in on Farwood Road staring at the foot of my bed, the old white radiator, my dresser the old creaky floors.

"No, I don't want to leave home. I like it here."

Even though I knew this isn't mine anymore.