Tuesday, 15.02.05

gumpaste has dreamt that I left her behind. When she rose from her bed, shock registered on her face: mine was empty.

It turns out the adjoined sofas overlooking the city of Lahug lulled me into sleep. I had stargazed myself to sleep with the Grammy Awards 2005 as my soundtrack.

I heard her summarize her dream but I’m too cold and sleepy to react.