Fragments Outside the old apartment I lived in childhood. It's dark. I see a leather jacket on the ground, looks like a biker jacket. A spirit lives on it? In a funeral home, it's very shadowy. It's a place where you can leave your bodily fluids on the coffin to feel closer to the dead. I go down a cramped elevator, my hand it wet with goo and it feels disgusting. I see Homer and Marge from the Simpsons and an alternate version of them. They are a lighter color and have totally different personalities. In a hypnogogic state, I feel a cat jump on my back and walk up to my head and falls asleep on it.
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