We wake up thinking about the things no one else wants to think about.
When did all three branches of our government (executive, legislative, and judicial) become subsumed by the military?
Is the writing of Paul Auster as good as bad writing gets or as bad as good writing can be? Did George Oppen write long short poems or short long poems?
Are we 1) living the life we've wanted to live, 2) living the life someone else wanted us to live or 3) living the life we thought someone else wanted us to live?
There's no sleep left in us when we wake. Any nightmares we might have had are erased by the pleasant memory of the dinner of Wappa-Meshi and green tea ice cream at the restaurant Maki, and the notebooks bought at Kinokuniya Bookstore in which to record our dreams.