Dream Journal

Naked Time & Lost Minidiscs

Lying backwards in a papasan chair. Naked, but covered in a gray blanket so no one tell. Cozy and happy. I overhear a snobby girl say how gross it is when men are naked in public, and laugh to myself. From the clothing display above the chair, I pull down a couple colorful sportswear outfits and surreptitiously re-clothe.

A pile of my old minidiscs have spilled onto the street. I look back at them and don’t really care about picking them up or not.