Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

I’m driving with ED as my rider. We’re high, maybe even tripping. I can not see. I’m freaking out because I’m driving blind. I’m yelling at ED that I need to pull over but he’s not responding. It was one of those nightmares that was all about the sensation and emotion because I couldn’t see. I had only one visual, a out of body shot of the front of the car blindly barreling forward. It’s night and it’s snowing.

I’m savoring my sleep but the transitions are hard - brain circus is deafening. So I stay up on my phone until I drop it as I nod off, and when I wake, I surf it. I know they say that’s terribly unhealthy but it’s the way for now.