With Gusto

It's Easier than It Seems

More Dreams: I'm watching my brother play a video game where the characters are travelling through time. Suddenly it's my turn and I realize I'm in the video game, the main character, and I'm on the back porch listening. I hear kittens, so I go in search of kittens. I push through some bushes and I come up to a path and surprise a dog and his owner. The dog looks at me and I can tell it's not good. The dog bites me but only takes a chunk out of my coat. The owner is super nice, a large fat Russian man with a big beard. He says that he just got the dog from the SPCA. He wants to beat the dog, but cannot bring himself to do it. Instead of finding the kittens, Joy demands that we take the 404 bus to UVic. Half-way there, I get off the bus and come up to a construction site that has a sign that says, "Honk if You Believe in General Strike." Of course, the bus drivers are honking -- they'd do anything for a day off. A man has a bucket filled with shit, and he's dumping it into a hole beside the sign. He's chanting, "It's easier than it looks, it's easier than it looks."
So I go find the kittens. I break into someone's house, a very small cabin, and I locate a box of kittens. They're very small, their eyes are just beginning to open so there's a bunch of bloody muck covering their sight. Two kittens, who look about 5 days old, jump onto my knees. I scratch their heads, and they extend their claws into my skin for support.
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Today I'm going to design "Apparatus" because I can. Should be good. I also want to get a haircut and bike down to the beach. I was awake for 37 hours yesterday and the day before. Towards the end of last night, I was hallucinating, colors were vibrant. Sometimes walls were covered with viscous, and my hands were leaving tracers behind themselves.