In one dream, I am living in a façade with three floors, a front door, & a stoop. There are three windows to the top two floors, two on the ground floor plus the door, nine apertures in all, a nice square of oblongs. Two curtains to a window, currently drawn, so it is difficult to tell if anyone is home. When awake I am aware that this is not where I live. When asleep, it seems my dreams have furnished it with rooms.
In another dream, the neighborhood has chang- ed, as has any semblance of what might once have passed for a house. Now only windows, still cur- tained, with landscape dis- played around them but at a distance. There may be a ground floor, but if there is it is now, even in my dreams, invisible.
Thursday, October 15, 2026
#596 The Waking State (1 & 2)
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