||[Oct. 8th, 2004|09:25 am]
|||||crown me king- lost child not sleeping ok (not okay)||]|
last night i dreamt i lived in a treehouse outside a haunted skyscraper. mandywill came over to visit & brought a tea kettle, in which she warmed up sake. the skyscraper was made of "organic steel" (the same stuff colossus is made from) which was rotting as we watched. i had a paper crown, a cork gun & a wooden sword. how cute was i? well, there was all that blood. but apart from that, & a skinned knee, i was the picture of childhood. as always unburdened with the ability to feel guilt, which in children they call innocence. unless the child is feral. which heavens knows i am.