Read Your Email
Nov 4 · 3 min read
It May Awaken You
The last thing she said to me, “Read your email,” woke me this morning.
I don’t remember who said it. It was a dream, after all. It was myself. It wasn’t myself. She had long hair. I have long hair. I was a student. It was after an experiment, I am sure. Something having to do with building electrical circuits. A bright idea. My group did not work very hard. My battery was dead, was my excuse. Then I was the…


