and now, my brain stem

I’d like to take a break from dancing on emotional cow turds to present you with this thing that I just dreamed:

I was kennfusion. I wanted to sit in the bath and use my laptop to write meta_kate a letter about my analysis of literature. However, as soon as I got in the bath and got the laptop out, a hideous monster from the works of H.R. Giger appeared, floating above me.

It was, in fact, Giger himself. He explained that this was his Spirit Form. “I have something I need you to do,”, he said. “It won’t be that hard, don’t be a baby; the guy is already half tied up.”


5 thoughts on “and now, my brain stem

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.