I have this fear I'll still just a kid trying to fall asleep when I had this really awful ear infection. I remember it really well because I lost a good bit of my hearing in my left ear for many years from it. It still can't pick up some sounds. My right ear on the other hand picks up super high pitched sounds. It can be overwhelming some times. I snap my fingers around my ears so times to focus on thoughts.
I don't think I could handle if this was all a dream I have so much that made me and broke me to pop sickle stick myself back together so many times. I had this dream once in art school while I was asleep in a share studio on a beanbag chair made of red leather snuggled beside this sweet girl named Kat with blond hair and glass that I was Pollock. We had drank this moonshine out of mason jars while painting these awful cardboard 6 feet turtles. I still to this day miss that kid. She was an amazing painter and a total gear head who was in love with Salvador Dali. We never dated. We were just best friends. I would go to her art shows and she would go to mine. She had way more shows then I did. She was always on. I was mostly drinking and painting and then painting over what I painted.
things you remember when you read other people's blogs......