Dream 339: Shafted

02.08.2014 § Leave a comment

Karin and I’ve got Lego imprisoned in our bedroom closet, you know, like, blocking him off with crossed spears. He pleads with me to let him use our bathroom. I turn a blind eye.

Hanging out in my old elevator shaft of a room, Petru drops his cell phone down the gap between the chipboard floor and the wall, down into the standing water mosquito breeding pit of rusty industrial waste and underwater creek seepage below. I help him retrieve it.

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