Dreamfriend challenged me to paint a picture using only the colors an ocularist would use. And so I painted what appeared to be rows of black waves on white paper. but up close the waves were pixelated, the colors of the worlds’ eyes plainly visible.

I dreamed when Gracie was laying next to me of going back to psg because I thought it was starting over again right away but it wasn’t and it was only creepy people there and I gathered huge red apples from around the bonfire pit which was set up with a stick teepee ready to […]