#stacked rocks

last night i dreamt i was at a gathering, perhaps a party, i may have even been the host. it was filled with people i would have recognized on the street, but we had never been close, never spoken much, if any at all

made up of people unaccustomed to one another's company, it was quiet gathering, so i felt compelled to do a trick i had been practicing but hadn't mastered yet. i walked towards one wall of the room and slowly and awkwardly up the wall. when i reached the ceiling, i steeled myself against a rising fear, and i stepped onto the ceiling and walked, upside down, slowly to the center of the room

no one appeared to notice, or maybe out of embarrassment for me, for themselves, for this awkward gathering as a whole, they pretended not to notice.

then i felt my feet start to slip and i was falling head first towards the floor and i woke up