dreams

Stories I don’t even have to make up

I’m going to start dream blogging again.

Here’s a delicious nugget from a dream I had in 2008 that I had completely forgotten about:

A very portly gentleman is telling me something about America and colonial political theory. He says, “Benjamin Franklin felt that everyone should be able to fly whatever kite they wanted, but that no one should be able to see your key.” He leans back and begins unbuckling his belt, and I freak out, thinking he’s some kind of perv. He reassures me that no, he just wants to show me his belly, which is portly because there’s a baby in there. He cups his right manboob and tells me that he’s lactating.

How can you pass up that kind of quality content?

Follow along. Or, better yet, let me know if you want to contribute. Nocturnal Admissions was originally set up as a group blog and I’d adore it if it could pick back up as one.

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