Ten.Nine Hundred & Sixty-Two
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In the dream we were sitting by the ocean, watching the water crash against the shore.
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In the next dream I couldn’t get on the plane to get home. This is the fourth dream about planes and airports and an inability to get to where I want to go. I need to look this up.
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Last day.
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I feel rushed now and I hate feeling rushed.
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”No Problem” by Chance the Rapper. I look over at him and see trying so hard not to like it. How can you not like it?
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The last time I drive down this road at 8:42am.
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Orchid and cake.
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The three hours go by too quickly. How am I already done? Done, done?
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”Politicians is phony, they be villains, impostors! / They gonna tell you it’s gold, but show it really be copper / And they don't want you tappin' into all that spirit inside us / They want you chasin' the carrot / Want you fiendin' for Pradas / They want you sick 'til you vomit / 'Cause you no use when you conscious” - “Alkaline” by Kota the Friend
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Thresholds.