The Nomad Chronicles

I am by Nimitz highway on Oahu. I hate this ugly place. This is a dream. fuck this. This is my dream. I can change this dream if I want to or leave it at will.

I stare at a wall. I direct my anger at it. I growl deeply, and it bends inward. I roar, and run at it, transforming into a lion, I leap right at the wall and come out the other side.

I am floating outer space.

Holy shit.