Sunday, November 19, 2017

My job involved driving back and forth from two locations, offices in nondescript industrial parks. I had to be at one by 10 am. In the real world the room was cold and the wind howled outside the window, and this penetrated the dream, or interfered in it a bit. Several of my teeth crumbled in my mouth like rock candy. I spat the shards into my hand and hoped I could bring them to the dentist.