overeating-induced dream number three

(what i would suppose is towards the end of a series of mini-dreams) i took a dump but for some reason it didn't land in the toilet bowl. instead it landed on the rear part of the toilet seat and for some reason the rear part is wide. so wide that i managed to churn out (i suddenly thought of ice cream, which would be so wrong in recalling this dream sequence) a pile of shit. a very neat pile, like a cowpie. like the fake turd my classmates use to plant at the high school lobby, only this pile is really generous.

not only do i have to contend with the pile of shit, there is also vomit on the floor, though i'm not quite sure if the vomit came from me. all i remember is that the toilet bowl is the only thing in the room and i'm not sure if it's a room at all (with walls and furniture and human presence).

i was about to clean up the mess, backed up with the dread of how to pick up the pile (because mopping or wiping up vomit is obviously more bearable) when i discover that the pile landed on top of sheets of paper. yes, there were sheets of paper on the curiously-wide rear part of the toilet seat. all i had to do was to spread the sheets to prevent any part of the pile from breaking up, thus making cleaning more difficult. cleaned up the pile of shit. cleaned up the vomit.

holy crap indeed.

p.s. learned in my afternoon nap dream that the sound of a text message coming in can be heard while being in a dream sequence, and even react to it.

huling p.s.
Nagawi sa tatlong blog. Dalawa'y nagsara na. Yung isa, business as usual. May saysay ang huling post. Bigla na lang sumagi sa isip ko, ano kaya mag-hibernate muna ako. Wait, better yet, close shop na kaya? Ba't ba ako tumagal dito sa pagbablog? Nainggit sa mga kaibigang may blog? Para maghintay ng mga comments? Para mag-vent ng saloobin? Rant and rave about the world, or something nearer, my work, my art, my friends and family?

I once said goodbye but immediately took it back. (Kung sabagay, ilang beses ko na ring ginawa ito? Lost count.) Pero mukhang ngayon, walang kiyeme-kiyeme. Siguro mabubuhay uli sa ibang mundo, ibang balat, ibang pangalan.

And I am actually typing this with a smile. The smile that has been spreading across my face, my veins and arteries, the ends of my hairs, the smile that brings an extra bounce to my steps.

Looks like I'll be doing more blog reading than blog posting. Will keep the robin closer, much closer. Feels better that way. And more importantly, it feels right.

Ang sarap ng pakiramdam. Parang nabunutan ako ng tinik.

Amen.

Happy. New. Year.