And another thing - this blog has 31,000 followers now. At this point, it’s also a platform. If I can bring the attention to a certain issue that is being ignored, a cause that needs helping, I want to do it. I can’t pretend things around me are not happening. I’m sorry that I’m like this, I know some of you want me to keep posting dreams and dreams exclusively, but I just can’t do that. If I feel something is wrong, I can’t be quiet about it. That’s just the kind of person I am. So if you really have a problem with me speaking about something else than dreams every 100 posts or so, I’m very sorry, but that’s not going to change. My conscience does not allow me to ignore my humanity.
whistler allen knocks on my door and takes his shoes off in the hallway. he lights some scented candles and tells me not to worry. he feeds my dog, reorganises my desk, and restocks my fridge. he listens as i tell him my problems and he says that i’m doing fine.
zach sutton smashes through my door with a sledgehammer and steals my cat. he takes all the batteries out of my remote controls and removes the tray from under my pencil sharpener. he replaces the soda with ranch dressing and leaves after scratching all the numbers and symbols off my microwave.