sorcyress | dreambits

Fugging weird anxiety dreams. I had biked home, and then parked my bike in the house briefly while I went off to a corner and had a good cry. When I got back to my bike, my keys and light were missing. I wandered around and accused a friend of Aly's of stealing them. Everything was dramatic and fraught and uncomfortable.

Eventually, I decided (someone convinced me?) to retrace my steps to see if I had dropped them. I opened the front door, and could see the light blinking just in the street. my keys were spilled next to it.

I feel like there's supposed to be some deeper meaning I'm to grok, about what it takes to solve problems like this, but the narrative is already slipping away like sand...

~Sor
MOOP!