Dream Girl
There’s a theory than it’ll be easier to control the course of you dreams if you keep a dream journal, but I’m afraid to. What if someone found it? Would they think I was really having the sex with Michael Jorden in front of a picture window while counting the seconds till I could have a cigarette? Or that faith and I beat each other with folding chairs last night? That I’m constantly being chased by kidnappers and making out with Bob Dylan?
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Well the chair fight really happened, so maybe everything else did?