Tag: Squeaky

  • Dream Journal: 2013-04-15.01

    “Sorry about that. Thought you were used to truly seeing us!” His face leaned over mine while I twitched angrily in the dirt. “Well, I’m not. And each one of y’all are different, ya know. If he wants to pop in and say ‘Hi’, that’s all good. But any four dimensional appearance needs to be…