Category Archives: From the Maker of Dreams

My Other Superpower

My Other Superpower I had four hours of sleep last night so I should be thinking about when would be a  good time to take a nap but instead I’m letting my brain linger over what I can remember of … Continue reading

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The Rainbow Connection

2016-09-06 The Rainbow Connection I’m face down in my bed this morning trying to go back to sleep. My stomach is rolling and my brain is tied up in knots and I’m so tired. Mental and physical exhaustion have me … Continue reading

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Night Terror

Night Terror A zombie woke me up today before the break of dawn I was running from the bath to bedroom hoping it was gone. I slammed the door behind me and quickly held my breath Waiting to see if … Continue reading

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The Fear that Lingers…

Even now as I sit here in my bed, the facts about what just happened are quickly fading away. Like tiny grains of sand slipping through my fingertips, I can’t hold them as they were not built to be held. … Continue reading

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The Elevator

The Elevator I showed up at the location, bags packed and ready to depart. I was immediately greeted by a gentleman presumed to be some sort of guide. He offered to take my bags, and though there was not anything … Continue reading

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The mother of all scary dreams…

Yeah, I just had that. And now I am sitting here at 3:30 AM, as tired as I’ve ever been and can’t go back in the bedroom and can’t turn my light off. Holy shit, I’ve never been so scared … Continue reading

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The Arrival

The Arrival My craft is spinning on a slow axis as it dances closer and closer to the blue orb. The planet itself is grayish-blue in color and is criss-crossed with what look like black stars and lines. The grid … Continue reading

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