A World In My Head!!

August 17, 2013

short hand: midnight, lady informs me the gallery is ready, we leave together. parking lot. A fat lady can't fit through the door because my car is too close to her car. They struggle and struggle to get her in. I say, 'let me go first and then you can fit in your car'

3rd person point of view, racing down the mountainside at night to be the first in the gallery. gallery makes no sense. bookshelves all along the wall. Where do I hang my painting? We can only hang two. Suddenly my paintings are transformed into print books. I try to pin it, it rips. But another artist has hung multiple paintings and I'm jealous.

why am I stuck hanging two and he can hang multiple? wake up