last night i dreamed that i built a beautiful house and arranged everything inside perfectly, exactly as i wanted it. i was so happy about my big beautiful house.
until the entire house fell sideways. the house was still intact and aside from a few broken lights and a slight mess, the structure hadn't collapsed, except that it was lying completely on its side, and the walls were now the floor, and the floor was now the wall.
'can we fix it?' i asked my dad.
he sighed and rubbed his head, surveying the work ahead of us.
'the structure is sound. it'll take some work,' he said. 'but we can.'
1:42 a.m. - 2011-07-14