11/19/24

i am in the middle of the forest. ive gone off on a year-long hike with an unhinged but confident plan to walk to a different hotel every night, through the forest, somehow, where i will sleep warm and cozy every evening. but there are no hotels in the forest, of course. everyone knows this. and it's very cold and i gave my food to the wolves. which everyone knows not to do. and for some reason im naked, which is just stupid. and ill do it all again, which makes me giggle as i sit my bare bottom on a wet log in the middle of the night. such a hopeless romantic, i mutter to myself. i mean just look at those stars.

11/18/24

i am in an auditorium. or maybe it's a theater. there is definitely a stage and a large crowd of people; all strangers. and strange things are happening. alanis morisette's "you oughtta know" is playing on repeat. someone is strapped down to a board and being paraded around. that someone is me. i know i should be scared or concerned or confused, but i am none of these things. i am dripping with desire. i have always wanted to go down on someone in a theater.

11/17/24

i am in my apartment where i have been living for five years, but ive never been in this particular room before. it is large and yellow, but a good yellow, not a Charlotte Perkins Gilman yellow. top floor, tons of sunlight, wood floors, luscious plants everywhere. i could never see it before now. my downstairs neighbor is moving all my furniture around, putting the best items in the newly discovered yellow room. this is your office now, they say, im gonna leave and then it's time for you to get to work. and they do. and i do.