"But there are lots like us, with no grave but the stage."

Sunday, February 13, 2011

dreams about water.

wave after wave. each bigger and taller than the next. i think i've been here before. this exact beach. this exact place. digging for shells in the sand only to be washed away again and again. buried deeper and deeper by the gushing water.

this is the third or fourth dream involving water within the last two weeks. i'm fascinated.

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