NO ONE LOVES YOU MORE

I had a lucid dream last night.

I dreamt about all these murderous teenagers. And then the people I was with and I started gathering weapons we’d find—they were all pretty historic. Like a rusty ax, and several hooked bars and lots of different grapples of different sizes to tear off people’s faces.

We were scared.

Then I said, “Don’t worry guys. This is a dream.” They said, “It is??” And I said, “Yes. Life isn’t as bad as this. And also I can never see what I’m wearing on dreams.”

And so it was.


Hanging at a speakeasy that we entered through a hidden door and had to wait to be let in. Thanks for your detective work, @kk_cantu! #Regram from @jmccoy1019  (at The Laundry Room) View Larger

Hanging at a speakeasy that we entered through a hidden door and had to wait to be let in. Thanks for your detective work, @kk_cantu! #Regram from @jmccoy1019 (at The Laundry Room)