Today, 12:15 AM
Had an irie reggae festival dream. Dm was running amuck, dancing from stage to stage, with a pocket full of prerolls. The sky was clear and the star field was expansive. Hard some female singer that was banging, then the stage manager called me by name and told me to reach out for more info but I have no idea who it was. Bounced past a few more stages and caught up with a session of friends, sat down, joined the circle, puffed and woke up.
Psychoanal: it’s been two weeks since dm indulged and the wulin/tournament hustle burned out a lot of residual-stored fat. That tends to trigger vivid dreams for a few nights. Clarify. What a concept.
Psychoanal: it’s been two weeks since dm indulged and the wulin/tournament hustle burned out a lot of residual-stored fat. That tends to trigger vivid dreams for a few nights. Clarify. What a concept.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse