(Entered in paper journal at 6:15 AM on Q-train from Brooklyn to Manhattan.)
Dream #1
I was in a dark room. It was like a basement. It had concrete floors and walls that felt rocky and thick. It was my bedroom. I was getting dressed under a light fixture. The light wasn't on. Instead, it was like there was a shaft of dim light coming from a window or opening in the ceiling.
I looked over to my bed, which had nothing on it, no sheets, blankets, etc. But a pink pair of panties lay slung on one of the bed's edges. I thought, I really need to stop neglecting this place.
I was now sitting on my bed, probably with my knees pulled up to my chest. The (incandescent) light in the room was on. I was singing along with a song that sounded like it was from the 1960s: --
"I would never chase a sunbird,
I would never watch the sea,
I would never chase a rainbow;
But I would change my life
So rapidly,
Yeah, I would change my life
So easily."
As I sang I thought that my voice sounded pretty good, but that I was just a little off-key.
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