Hey, kiddo!

life 15 July 2008 | 0 Comments

Last night I dreamt up my daughter again (it’s the second time … maybe third … in this lifetime). The first time it was a pregnancy, I remember it was as vivid as morning sickness itself. The second time the girl was 7 or 8, and gazed at me calmly, like waiting. She had black [...]

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A Hole in My Forehead

dreams 10 September 2007 | 1 Comment

If I hear screams outside – and not your run-of-the-mill play-like scream, I’m talking about bloodcurdling, hair-rising screams – I’m the kind of person that will peek through the door’s eye-piece or look out the window. Unless it’s gunshots we’re talking about, in which case I’ll move to the innermost part of the apartment in [...]

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The Voices in My Head

dreams 24 May 2007 | 0 Comments

Has it ever happened to you that when you’re about to fall asleep, a throng of voices wakes you back up? There’s not much in your mind, you’re in that place in which you’re not conscious, but you can still hear things from the outside, even if not comprehend them. Then, in a creeping crescendo, [...]

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