"The glacier knocks in the cupboard, The desert sighs in the bed, And the crack in the teacup opens A lane to the land of the dead."

-W.H. Auden

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Last night I dreamt it was 1987 again. It seemed like such a strange yet blasé thing to dream, but somehow meaningful nevertheless.

Those beads! That dress! I still have the dress, can you imagine? Stashed away in my bottom drawer.

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