Monday, February 24, 2014

riding a camel

i see the prince impersonator talking with (johnny d?) he is mad at me and will not speak to me, saying i lied to him about something, i apologize, but state that i had been incorrect, not intentionally lying. he still turns and walks away. i am unable to walk and have some kind of rolling device which i must ride on, difficult to maneuver through the crowded street (last thursday?) stop to look at books and movies, but i am a little short on money. a women comes along, riding backwards on a camel! i ask her if i can ride, and she lets me, but the camel bolts and i promptly fall off. i can at least walk normal now. i see my mother, in a field of grass, dappled with sunlight and shade. i go sit with her. someone is lighting fireworks, and one comes right at me lodging in the left side of my neck. we wait nervously for it to explode, unable to get it off for some reason. it finally goes bang, but half of it is still in my neck and i am sure i will have hearing damage. i go to a hospital and must have surgery.

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