How strange, the mind. How it parses life out between chapters in two separate timelines. The living stories and the ones that occur in the grips of sleep. So odd! And then the bridge comes in the form of lucidity. Through a lucid dream, two storylines merge for a moment. And then memory becomes a […]
When You Fall Out of Love you spend so much time building something from a few twigs. you sort them by significance to the narrative running in your mind. place them in a strategic assortment and build build build.