Last night, on Theogeo Mind Movies
Last night’s Nyquil-induced dreams were incredibly long and detailed — the kind that you can fall right back into after you wake up wondering what the hell is going on inside your skull. The only bits I can really remember vividly are of being at some sort of dinner theater place, an auditorium draped thick with equal parts velvet and age. My companion and I had front-row seats to some big event, and as we…
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