Thursday, November 08, 2018

Back in high school, hanging out with D. S. In the dream we were closer friends. Also, I had no awareness that he was dead—he died a few years ago. We were talking about how fair-skinned people like us are susceptible to bug bites. K. R. sat nearby. She told me she “likes to hit this,” indicating D. with her thumb—meaning she and D. have sex.

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