as i’m sitting here in bed, listening to the rain, a dream i had a few nights ago suddenly came flooding back to me. i think i was trying to remember the dreams i had last night, but this silly dream just jumped back in.

the other night i dreamt my mom was driving ruby. she was smoking, drinking water (which i’ve never, ever seen her do in my entire life), and generally making a giant mess in my truck. i was yelling at her about it and then suddenly i stopped. i stopped yipping because i noticed that all the gas stations were selling gas for 66 cents a gallon.

and that is all.