ah yes,

ah yes, the night before, dragging the drugged drunken man back to his door, enduring the wrist-rubbing advances of a stranger nearly run over, burning marshmallows, overcooked rice, the rolling of sushi, and ghost tales:

his brother met the dead Wisconsinite fisherman of yore and cleaned his house for one full summer (aged 16) and now, twenty-five years later, lips are still sealed shut.

and my dreams?

ah yes, the unwritten dreams of an Aquarian with Gemini rising...