❝ Dreams are a time to be safely crazy, so that we can stay sane during the day. ❞⠀—Mrs. R. Cartwright, Director of Sleep Laboratory, University of Illinois

❝ It’s well we cannot hear the screams / We make in other people's dreams. ❞⠀—Edward Gorey, Verse Advice

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• ᴊᴜʟ 10
  • Daughter of a famous pop star tries to become a pop star herself. People criticize her television act as she tours in Canada in a fashionable fur coat, aided by a mysterious man in a mask who smooths her career path. Tiny aliens in a tiny space ship hover over a black & white drawing of a young girl (possibly the pop star wannabe as a child?) with long hair covering her face. They fly back into space, where another space ship tries to shoot them down, so they hover back down to earth, through a small Californian town where children play on a fancy red-painted wooden swing-set, then hover over to England for some reason involving Shakespeare & Queen Elizabeth I.
• ᴊᴜʟ 02
  • The phrase "litchi rose" came to me in a dream last night. I thought it was a name, like Litchi Rose. The next day I put my list of many perfume samples through a randomizer to help me decide what to wear, and lo & behold, the top result was Altaia's By Any Other Name ᴇᴅᴘ, a litchi rose scent.
• ᴊᴜɴ ??
  • A girl shook her head & paper butterflies fell out of her hair.
• ᴊᴜɴ 11
  • A wealthy matronly socialite & her blonde actress daughter wore big grey fur coats as they glided across an outdoor ice rink. Maidservants in vintage black-and-white uniforms served large honey-encrusted teddy graham crackers, which were then dipped into waist-high pots of even more honey in a frosty stone graveyard. I hurled a blanket at a handsome stranger who pissed me off for some forgotten reason. I hurled it quite literally from my bed before waking & pulled the sheets off the floor.
• ᴍᴀʏ 22
  • Pulled an all-nighter & tried to take a nap this afternoon, but ended up visualizing shredded spaghetti monsters with tomato sauce, barbecued teddy bears, & strange mirror reflections of Paris Hilton's face with hot-dog tanned skin.
• ᴍᴀʀ 22
  • Early 1960s brothel & blonde madame (1930s heiress) have tea in a café. Tinder in the air as we all duck down in a panic before a match is struck. Cut to madame in a pink dress sitting at the wheel of a blue burnt-out beetle car. She's physically unharmed but regressing to when her strict father used to lock her up in a heart-shaped cage. Steel bars bolt down after the beetle into the white ground floor of her former mansion, metal noises screeching as madame aims to drive the car up the steps of a grand staircase (this last scene takes on the quality of a Tex Avery cartoon).
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