I pick up a frosty drink and take a sip. I’m lounging on the soft Caribbean sand and couldn’t be happier. Before I have time to really savor the image, a worker in a white jump suit walks up with a large classroom eraser in his hands and erases the picture from my mind. He replaces …
Tag: Nightmare
Sweet dreams
One night I’m running up a wooded mountain. My arms are pumping, my legs are digging deep, but I’m making little to no progress. I just can’t get anywhere. I look down to see that I’m running on quicksand and, on top of that, my polka dot shorts are starting to fall down. Yea, pink …
