metallic cat, phone sex operator

january 24 2008
i'm traveling in Australia with two men. I suppose I had affection for both, some bond, I’m not sure of the particulars. We were at a festival, a huge crowd, huge palette of color. bright and loud but I was calm. We were about to cross the border of Australia to Central Asia or western Europe. I was quick to be done with the customs area. As I stepped over the border I realized that I was stepping directly into another sky, and with that put a little more oomph in my departure, springing off of the ground excitedly. As my body fell down into the sky, as the ground crested over my vision, I saw that the two men I had been with turned into huge yellow birds. As I fell through the clouds I became aware of the urge to stay upright, and also aware that I needed to just coast with the wings. I was soaring through layer after layer of realities. On one of the many opportunities to stop I decided to soar in to one of the tinier realities. It was a dark jungle lit by Christmas lights, the size of a bed, 3 or 4 feet tall. I was greeted by a metallic cat.
february 4, 2006
i am in a house that isn't mine, maybe i'm house sitting or subletting. there's a lot of clutter and the lighting is alternatley late at night and middle-of-day cloudy afternoon. i have a phone at the foot of the bed that keeps ringing. i sit up in my bed wondering if i should answer. i realize it's not just any phone. it's pink and has a light that flickers with each ring. does this phone have to do with my paycheck? if i answer this phone will i be making any money? someone else is trying to get my attention. it might be my mom. now i really want to answer that phone. i wonder if i have an answering machine. i do. i realize that i've been hiding my job as a phone sex worker from my mom for months now.