Thursday 24 January 2008

Polar Bears, People, Truck and Desert

Was it that I ate far too much the other night or the few pages from Naked Lunch I was reading before going to sleep?
I was dreaming of people in polar bear costumes hopping around on a giant road train driving in full speed on the freeway. There were two or three people in each costume. They were playing so wild and jumping around on top of each others backs that they eventually fell from the truck and hit the street. I woke up when there was just one polar bear left on the cargo area of the truck, still hopping and raving. And yes, it was mid-summer and dry-hot somewhere in a desert area.
Talk about “stop making sense”.

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