May 10
I had a dream that Steve Jightmare lived in my pond. straight-up rising from between the lilypads like a freshwater kraken when I wanted to talk with him.
I wanted to lend him a book to store for me. in the pond. with the water. like I had an underwater library.
I was not concerned in the dream about what the pond water would do to something made of paper. I only held back because I was worried he'd judge me for what book it was...
...I think it was a vaguely spicy manga volume of some kind.
