Strawberries fields

The other night I was dreaming it was raining strawberries. I woke up and reached for my dream journal, convinced it meant something. What it means is that I’ve been working too hard, spending all my free time at my desk. I go to sleep with writing in my head and wake up at 3:00 am with crazy solutions to stories I don’t even have. Sometimes, instead of fruit it is letters that form in my brain. Entire sentences roll past, an outpouring of chaotic ideas like children, floating, running, leaping. I reach out my hand to try to catch them, but they’re moving too fast. What do you expect from an insomniac workaholic with fruit on her brain?

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