I dreamed last night that I was riding an elevator to the top of the Chrysler Building. I say that it was the Chrysler Building because it looked like the Chrysler building from the outside, except that it was a colossus, with a footprint the size of an entire borough. The elevator was huge, too. […]
I sometimes dream about trying to find my car. Distances seem daunting and directions confound me. A few nights ago, after asking to be let out of a friend’s car in one such dream, not wanting to spend any more time running errands that didn’t concern me, I stepped into an ice cream parlor to […]
I dreamed about my father again last night. We were fighting, which is typical for us in my dreams, this time about something he’d done to an animal I’d found on the side of the road. It was the size of a mouse and mostly was a mouse, except that it was partly a monkey […]
