Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Yet another dream of decay: Plastic window wrap.
The other night I dreamt that I was showing a friend around my apartment, and I paused in front of a window, and at that point I realized that the plastic wrap that extended across it to keep the cold out had torn in some places, and through gaps of like a half inch in a rough arc the cold air was flowing in...
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