07/06/20 I don't recall the staircase bannisters to the front door being painted teal or even the walls blush-orange. I like it. I don't recall feeling the sanded pineboards beneath my bare feet before. I like it. The sunlight pours oblong-shaped through the letter box onto the floor. I am delighted (delighted!) and (as ever) … Continue reading dream diaries…90
01/06/20 The stems of red and orange summer flowers are artfully arranged in a glass vase by the window. The water is pale blue. Outside this room the street is empty, but for a black cat sat on the roof of a parked car, cleaning its paws. It appears to mumble to itself, but I … Continue reading dream diaries…89
20/05/20 Jill H is dancing to Brown Sugar at a party. She holds her sling backs in one hand, a wine glass in the other. As she sashays and dips the room around her begins to melt into a blur of warm orange and brown tones. She is the focus. 22/05/20 I am cutting hair … Continue reading dream diaries… 88
