Boulevard of Broken Dreams VII

expo_coloringbookLike Truman Capote’s Mr. Revercomb in short story “Master Misery,” I will buy your dreams. This just in…

Last night I had a dream that I was in my 8th grade English classroom and there were only 4 of us in the class- you, me, a girl that I have not thought about since I graduated high school and some random dude. We were all sitting really far apart and the classroom was huge. As the teacher was lecturing, you took out a G.I. Joe coloring book and starting tracing the outlines of all the illustrations with a green glitter glue pen. The girl made fun of you for only tracing the outlines and you said you were ‘space blind’. The teacher told us all to shut up and so I got up and starting moving all the desks around like I was playing Tetris until my desk was next to yours in the front row and the two others were in the back of the room.

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