Morning Fog

My brain kept me up all night with a collection of dreams. I sit here desperately trying to hold on to their meaning, but all I’ve walked away with is a collection of absurd and silly images – a high-rise staircase constructed of a children’s climbing castle, a dentist that saved a post-apocalyptic world. There was a grand story in between the chaff; but the only lasting fact is that the protagonist looked like a middle-aged Tom Selleck.

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