I had a nightmare today where I was working at one of my old jobs, on a broken register, at a rush time, with an endless cavalcade of difficult customers. Not difficult in a mean way, but in a way where they were completely thoughtless concerning other patrons. It went on for at least two hours of in dream time and was almost assuredly caused by me starting to choke in my sleep.

There are so many horror your mind can conjure to torment you, but this relentless mundanity is something that disturbs me easily as much as gore, violence, or loss. There are few things I value more than my freedom from the mundane. Even though being an artist has consigned me to a life of struggle and worry it’s so much better than all my years in a stable job under the thumb of some faceless millionaire. A life without freedom is barely worth living. I only hope that someday all of humanity will be free to explore the wonders of life to a degree even more fully than I have. We have everything we need already, we just need enough people willing to break their chains.

Anyway, I’m feeling just sick enough that I want to lay down now, so I’m going to do that. I hope you have a nice weekend. God willing I will see you again on Monday. Until then, seek after your own freedom.

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