Dreams 3/4/11 - 3/6/11
I didn’t have Internet access, so this will be a batch update containing whatever fragments I remember.
3/4/2011
I’m riding a fixie a huge grassy hillside, and despite my best efforts, I can’t apply the brakes or slow down. My back tire skids through the grass as my bike fishtails down the slope.
3/5/2011
Nothing remembered.
3/6/2011
I decide to switch up my daily schoolbus route and take the #22 line. On the bus, I see my friend, with whom I had just spent the entire weekend with. She remarks, “We’ve certainly seen quite a bit of each other recently.”
