“I am a boundary to something else but I don’t know what.”

I dreamt I was assisting with stealing cars. I wanted a green balloon black. a man was holding it. it had the number “8” all over it. I said it was my lucky balloon. my friends were showing me how to steal cars.

 

sometimes I just flit about  inside in agony like I’m a bunch of tiny bugs trapped inside a skin suit. 

11/14/2016

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