14 August 2011
LIFE // the dream
I had a dream last night that I was a scientist surrounded by test tubes. I drank one and my laboratory became a greenhouse full of flowers. I wandered a bit, clad in a white lab coat that accumulated more and more dirt stains the farther I walked, and found the greenhouse faded into an orchard surrounded by stained glass. Apples hung from the boughs of the trees. I ate a blue one and the scene changed again, I was swimming in cold green water. The waved buffeted me up to the surface and I started singing a siren's song. A boat came by and I climbed a ladder onto the deck. They wrapped me in a fluffy white towel and sent me below, where I was given a Victorian-era silk dress to change into. I awoke when we reached a tropical land where the air smelled like spices.
listening to: A Horse Is Not a Home by Miike Snow