Sweet Dreams Are Made Of These

I had a dream last night that my house was ok. It didn’t burn down, but I was still staying at a hotel for some reason.

Then I woke up.

And my four articles of clothing managed to fill the hotel room with their crushing scent. I still wreak of smoke and charred wood. Maybe I will try and buy some clothes today. The hotel is right behind a K-mart.

I’ve already started crying. I think there might be a lot of that today.

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