i slept for three hours last night and slopped around ineffectively in the mud at the farm as a result. not that slopping wouldn't have occured anyway- just a little more prone to slop. my boots turned into big discs of mud and on the drive home i couldn't decide whether i was smelling myself or the turnips- both had kind of an earthy aroma. i then took a big nap that was dominated by big leaves of purple and orange chard that i was trying to find a home for. i think maybe i dreamt about pumpkin legs, too. that means legs made out of pumpkins.
my dad showed me pictures of his trip to germany and i was quick to spot the produce on the street markets. and dream people have pumpkin legs.
No comments:
Post a Comment