Monday, March 31, 2008

{Dream Log 3.30.08}

I lifted my pet bunny, white silky fur, to my face so I could kiss him on the nose. He spoke in a calm voice.

"Set me down please, I'm thirsty. Please pour me a bowl of water."

I grabbed a bowl and ran it under the spigot. The tap water was dirty, looked like dish water with floating clumps of oatmeal and mushy brown rice. I dropped the bowl in the sink and reached for a new bowl. I filled it up with the remnants of my Dasani water bottle. My bunny lapped it up and squinted his happy eyes. I remember the lingering fondness for this bunny, and deep rooted sense that I would lay my life on the line for his survival.

Interpretations are invited.


jnkw said...

Est-ce que un lapin porte des bijoux? Nous ne commandons pas cheveux de lapin de cachemire avec une d├ęclaration d’innocence.

Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

Maybe it means you need something furry in your face?