Dream Log: Burroughs-esque?

The bathroom was a terrible place to be. All the stall doors were slightly ajar and the terrible placement of the typical office fluorescent lighting gave the shadows life that they certainly wouldn’t have possessed on their own. I kept turning back in terror from what I assumed was a malevolent face in the handicapped stall. The wall by the sink provided me something to look at to occupy my mind, but this too became a source of vile fascination. Whether the talk was all in my mind or if there was someone there I do not know. Kindly and reassuring it spoke to me of demons, and angels, and paths to power sometimes being fraught with dangerous-looking things. There was no need to worry though of course, not if you were prepared.
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No Other Explanation Necessary 9: Totally Ripping Off My Style

I recently dyed my hair a solid green shade (subject to change with further whims).
This guy’s totally copying me.
Two-toed sloth, rocking the green hair
~via a neat travel site Leaves and Lizards Arenal Volcano Cabin Retreat - Costa Rica

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