We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty
cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of
some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
-
Lift and confinement – The crowded, immovable lift represents feeling
trapped or constrained in real life, either by social expectations,
relationships, or internal emotions. The inability to speak in front of
others suggests suppressed feelings or fear of judgment.
-
Unexpected confession – The girl saying “I think I might love you” could
symbolize longing for connection or recognition. It may reflect
unacknowledged desires, vulnerability, or anxiety about intimacy.
-
Forest and snow – The transition to a snowy forest signals escape into the
subconscious, a place of solitude, reflection, and emotional processing.
Snow often represents purity, stillness, or emotional coldness, while dusk
points to transition or uncertainty.
-
The fox – Foxes are traditionally symbols of cunning, intuition, and
guidance, but here it’s more ethereal: its bites are gentle yet noticeable,
suggesting a confrontation with subtle truths, small regrets, or lessons
that must be acknowledged. The unspoken apology indicates things left
unresolved or feelings that cannot be expressed.
-
Death or dissolution – Dying in the dream often doesn’t mean literal death;
it represents transformation, the end of a phase, or surrendering control.
It can indicate letting go of fear, old habits, or emotional blockages.
13 |
|
|
H |
|
|
. . . . |
. . . . |
. . . . |
. . . . |
|
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the
morning, when I'm not quite right.
2 (actually index). two is company
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create
within and also produce works from.
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks
for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some
leaves fall.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry
class
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
