I slept last night on a fold-out couch at my sister’s place, with a layer of memory foam. I’m in love with memory foam, sinking into it. it’s so lush and comforting.

this woman appeared in my dream who I vaguely remember from work, but i’m not sure which work… trying to think of a job I stayed at long enough to remember someone who was simply a friendly work acquaintance for a while, and either she or I disappeared and that was it. it’s obsessed me since I’ve awakened. i think she may have been a real person. She was petite and nice.

in the dream, i was in love with her. if I’m not mistaken, the apocalypse was happening all around us. and we tried to keep together. buildings were crashing, lots of tumult all around us. I think her name may have been Laurie or Lori. In the dream, and perhaps beyond, she morphed into another person.