Welcome, brave reader! to the shifty and surreal landscape of my unconscious mind.
*twiddles fingers* WoooOOoOoOooo …
It is here that I recount what my sleeping brain’s been up to. Or at least what I can remember of it. Again, I think Freud was (to put it kindly) full of hooey, but I’ve read recording dreams can be an excellent exercise in developing one’s descriptive writing skills. And would you know it’s fun!
So, without further ado, I give you … my dreams:
05/12/2010 – Thomas Pynchon and His Friends
