in dreams, houses have all the tiny perfect spaces they really should have. places where the light glows orange and pink around bricks. places where you have to squint, or cover one eye to make out her face. places where, despite there being no windows in the brick, people inside the house can see you kiss? wtf. now you made it weird subconscious, why is that guy inside watching? why did he tell me i should go to the front yard to move an xbox so it doesn't get stolen? I'M FRIGGIN BUSY! damnit, now i'm not kissing anymore. dream effectively ruined, or at least spoiled. it's ok, that chick wouldn't kiss me regardless.
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