Lonely Island
Words and sounds from the deep(er) parts of my life.
02 August 2013
Dream
I saw myself in a car. I heard myself howl and sob. Where was I going? The car seemed to be going very fast.
I howled some more, whimpered like a wounded dog. I could just make out the sound I was making "Mum... Mum..."
In front of the car, in the driver seat was dad...
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