part 29

Another fucking dream, and when did he suddenly become aware of what was a dream and what was real? But here he is standing on a sidewalk he knows he's never seen in his waking hours, but he's digging in his pocket for his keys because no one's home to let him in the house and what's he going to do, break in? While he's trying to find his keys a guy walks past him talking on a cell phone, "I'm going to be in Ann Arbor tomorrow," he says. "So if you need me I'll be there doing what I do best."

( cut for the very strange dream )

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