I’ll Try

Last night, I had a dream that I killed my own daughter. In the dream, I walked down a hall of doors. There were so many doors that there hardly seemed to be space for the walls between them. Some of them were open, leaking out their light and the sounds of activity therein. In … Continue reading I’ll Try →

A Dream I Had

How often do you remember your dreams? What form do those dreams take? I personally go through phases of dream recall. Sometimes, for months on end, I won’t remember a single dream that I’ve had. A vague sort of knowledge of the way the mind works tells me that I’m having dreams, but I’m just … Continue reading A Dream I Had →

Dream

I fell in love with a dream. He came to me in my sleep — or maybe I came to him; it’s hard to say. I can’t remember how the dream itself began, but if it shared the traits common amongst many of my other dreams, its beginning had little to do with the ending. … Continue reading Dream →