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3mg of existential crisis

Don’t Mean Nothing Later

Melatonin: peyote for the over-the-counter crowd.
Another dream: backyard of the row house, a yellow boombox (single cassette deck and broken) with orange extension cord snaking away. It smells like the beach.

Srsly

Photo taken over two years ago, rediscovered while clearing out files when I should’ve been packing. No joke: squirrel in a sombrero.

Also, an otherworldly thingamadoodad in the sky:

Furthermore, a dream: eating flowers, on fire.