Not all, but most of the time I dream in still photographs.
They float in black space;
so simply that if i were to close my eyes, they would be pasted on my inner eyelids.
Beautifully lit, as if they were negatives on a proof viewer.
That's it.
Last night, several of the vintage photos I was studying were of me. odd, no?
my 'slide show' dreams always make for a happy mornin'
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