Dreams
Hello Mister Blue Sky.
That movie I thought would make me laugh...
it made me cry
Tall walls. Walls that even sunlight cannot penetrate. No sound. No scent.
Hello Mister Blue Sky.
That movie I thought would make me laugh...
it made me cry

They mean different things. But they always make us remember. I will always remember.

I hope to be this smart when I grow up.
The floor seemed wonderfully solid.
Doing so good.
But now (1:07a)…
can’t sleep…
and listening to all of these songs again.
Music rewrites reality.
Dream 10/29/24
I am touring an only video shoot with a reporter.

> 7pm – October 21, 2024
A coal train clacks and rumbles by.