The devil all around
Artist: Cat Power.
Album: What Would the Community Think?
Song: Water & Air.
The strangest sensation. I think I'm going mad. Had I never noticed this before? How?
Johnny Depp was in my dream last night. In the old house. (Lots of dreams set in the old house lately.) Except that my room was downstairs, in Julia's Scully room. Just as it is, with me sleeping on the futon mattress beneath Julia's bed. Only there was more stuff in the room. Stuffed animals of every variety lined up against the back wall. All Julia's. At some point in the dream we put Johnny (only that wasn't his name of course, and he was younger, more his Benny & Joon character, only he was the crazy one, not Joon) on the sofa bed upstairs, in the game room, beside the pool table (as in our old house). He was very grateful, very shy. The next "morning" Julia woke up and was getting ready for the day, and I lay awake on the futon mattress, wasting time on my computer. I can't remember what we were talking about... love? Julia's crouched at the foot of my mattress embracing a giant platypus. She somehow looks like a giant bunny rabbit wrapped around a platypus. Very weird.
Johnny knocks. Julia lets him in. Apparently they're working (on what, I don't know) together today. Julia starts shuffling in and out of the room to get ready for her day. Johnny stretches himself out on the foot of my mattress, still clearly nervous, closed in, holding himself back somehow. He seems afraid of me but curious too. I'm just smiling, cynically, trying to make conversation, looking at him out of the corner of my eye. He's beautiful, like death. Maybe he's not Johnny Depp. Maybe he's Death.
I make a joke. He touches my leg, cautiously, as if to see if I'm real. Asks if I know what it's like to be crazy. I glance at him and say,
"Maybe you'll tell me about it sometime."
I smile. He seems confused.
I wake up.
Album: What Would the Community Think?
Song: Water & Air.
The strangest sensation. I think I'm going mad. Had I never noticed this before? How?
Johnny Depp was in my dream last night. In the old house. (Lots of dreams set in the old house lately.) Except that my room was downstairs, in Julia's Scully room. Just as it is, with me sleeping on the futon mattress beneath Julia's bed. Only there was more stuff in the room. Stuffed animals of every variety lined up against the back wall. All Julia's. At some point in the dream we put Johnny (only that wasn't his name of course, and he was younger, more his Benny & Joon character, only he was the crazy one, not Joon) on the sofa bed upstairs, in the game room, beside the pool table (as in our old house). He was very grateful, very shy. The next "morning" Julia woke up and was getting ready for the day, and I lay awake on the futon mattress, wasting time on my computer. I can't remember what we were talking about... love? Julia's crouched at the foot of my mattress embracing a giant platypus. She somehow looks like a giant bunny rabbit wrapped around a platypus. Very weird.
Johnny knocks. Julia lets him in. Apparently they're working (on what, I don't know) together today. Julia starts shuffling in and out of the room to get ready for her day. Johnny stretches himself out on the foot of my mattress, still clearly nervous, closed in, holding himself back somehow. He seems afraid of me but curious too. I'm just smiling, cynically, trying to make conversation, looking at him out of the corner of my eye. He's beautiful, like death. Maybe he's not Johnny Depp. Maybe he's Death.
I make a joke. He touches my leg, cautiously, as if to see if I'm real. Asks if I know what it's like to be crazy. I glance at him and say,
"Maybe you'll tell me about it sometime."
I smile. He seems confused.
I wake up.
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