over the cliff

I had a dream last night that all 3 of my poems were accepted by “Dreams and Nightmares”. This means that they shall all be rejected. I have reverse dream psychic ability, it’s uncanny. It works especially well for tests. Of course my rational mind says that this ability comes from my own reasonable expectations of the result. What intrigues me is how my mind flips the result. Perhaps it’s like how the eyes work. The picture actually comes in upside down, and it’s up to your brain to flip it right side up. Only in this instance, my brain is flipping it instead of righting it. Brains are funny.

I also had a dream about my grandmother last night. It was the same scene over and over again. Putting her in the car. At first she knew what we were doing, then as the scene repeated she got more and more confused. The last dream I had about her was one the night she died. She was just walking towards me. That’s all.