September 24, 2012

Elaborate dreams, some early in the night, some late. Early they were frightening: I was driving in a convertible, but little monsters kept falling into the car, and I couldn’t turn the lights on to see them. One had a very little head. I was trying to feel the head to see what kind of thing it was, but it began to bite me, and I woke up. Before waking I had bought a house with a lake at the back. In order to get to the house from the back you had to wade through the lake, which I was doing with some joy, holding something precious–I forget now what– in my hand.

Much music yesterday, and some turbulence. Four brown stinkbugs on the ceiling at one point.