Wednesday, June 19, 2024
October 14, 2022
I dreamed I was in a labyrinthine futuristic drug den, as in a Robert Silverberg novel perhaps. You touched the drugs and absorbed them through the skin, but somehow you could also taste them at the same time. For a while Tom Carter was sitting next to me, also getting high. We didn’t speak and I don’t think he recognized me.
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