Living the Dream

TIME FOR BED
TOO MUCH OF THE DAY
IN MY HEAD
AND I KNOW TOO WELL
THE WORLD’S GOING TO HELL
AND

AND

ANd

and

wow!
grandma – you’re here
where have you been?
haven’t seen you since I was ten

and you’re floating in the air, grandma
that is soooo cool
whoa! i can too!
wanna come to my baseball game?

hey!
there’s kyle starman
my best friend in third grade
kyle! kyle! over here!
you look 9 years old, kyle!
hey, watch this
(floats over kyle’s head)
where you been, man?

OMG!
that’s michele
the first girl I ever had a crush on
(michele walks over and smiles at me – I grab her hand and squeeze it)
god I love this plACE!

NO, NO, NO
DON’T GO AWAY
(EYES OPEN TO CLOCK – AN HOUR BEFORE ALARM)
(EYES CLOSE TIGHTLY)
(TIGHTER, TIGHTER)
DAMN IT
I’M AWAKE

The past is a dream
To which we’re drawn
But very sadly
So easily gone

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