i’m having a hard time remembering my dreams lately. just scraps here and there, nothing i could actually make sense enough to dreamlog. this morning it was love and racecars, and loss.
i was unaware the power of the dream till later in the day, when i was
surfing researching stuff, and i happened upon a fox sports nascar ad, and all of a sudden this sadness came out of nowhere, hit me hard. i had no idea. knocked stuff loose, it seems.
the dream images themselves remain elusive, i have no idea what they meant or why such intensity.