My head floats down and lands in my waiting pillow. Softly cradling my cargo. Bubble wrapped dreams wait in line to be stamped and sent and sent into their sublime time to shine. Shine.

As I ponder the webbing in my hands wondering how much faster I could swim with my swirling, parkade pacing of my car in the spot. dream. Yes. Dream. Ninjas are stealthy, but my dreams, Ahhh yes, wealthy.


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