i don't remember much of the dream and i just kind of remembered it while in the shower, but i was reading a horror anthology (one of those slightly oversized, well-put-together ones like "best horror 2005" or something) and the last story was written by none other than josh seipp. it was good, but i don't remember the plot (argh) except that it involved a warehouse and a bunch of musician types. on the last page (weird; seems like the pacing would be wrong) the first-person narrator mentions two bands he was going to see, the first being ISIS and the second being a band name i didn't recognize which was something like KING'S ELIJAH.
this is now the second dream ever (the first over a year ago) in which i've been able to read. i never used to be able to read before--it was one of my "dream cues"--the letters would squirm and squiggle and i'd feel like i was trying to hold my eyelids open and read through a squint and then i'd realise i was dreaming.
this is now the second dream ever (the first over a year ago) in which i've been able to read. i never used to be able to read before--it was one of my "dream cues"--the letters would squirm and squiggle and i'd feel like i was trying to hold my eyelids open and read through a squint and then i'd realise i was dreaming.
