Last night I dreamt that I died. I was on coke and heroin in the dream. It was in high school, and I was having withdrawals and didn’t want to go to school. Mabel grabbed me and asked if I was on drugs, like some stereotypical sitcom moment. I started crying and said “Yes, oh …

My memories frequently diverge from others’. It’s not that they remember something that I’ve forgotten… it’s that I remember something vividly that was markedly different from what they remember, which they remember just as vividly. I sometimes remember completely different situations and events than they do. The first time this ever happened, the way I …

I dreamed that Delbert had found a new friend… who was actually an alien. His name was something like Super Tube Face and he purported to know the true history of the human race and even of reality. He looked a lot like Karl C. He had a world-weary, droll attitude suggestive of British humour, …