Again, as yesterday.
22 May 2011
No rain this morning, but dreams that kept me in bed 'til almost 11. They were scary and disturbing dreams, so I'm not sure why exactly I stayed inside them. A lot of my dreams have been in a post-apocalyptic, invasion of evil sort of mold recently. Perhaps I should be keeping better notes upon waking and using them as the grist for writing some post-apocalyptic fiction.
Again, as yesterday, bagel, studio, Glitch.
Again, as yesterday, home, magazines, dinner, TV1, and bed.2
1. Australian, but also American and British.
2. During all of which it sounded like there was a mouse or squirrel or ferret or very little cat playing, nest-building, or pack-ratting between the 2nd floor ceiling and 3rd floor floor; but I think it was actually the new sublessee, whom I have not yet met, who is renting L's room for the summer.