Effie keeps a notepad @ her bedside w/ the intention of recording her dreams while they are still fresh. It was a challenge to remember about it when she first began. But, after nearly a decade, she did it involuntarily, it was a natural bodily function.
Like
Blinking.
She had to remind herself just as much as she had to remind her heart to beat.
She records whatever seems relevant in that boundary dynamic of sleepfulness and waking.
Unsleeping;
she does it w/o intending to do it. Reading back thru what she wrote, it was as tough as though
it came from a stranger’s pen
is some other than her own pen.
is not.
Many times, recently, her notes were statements of facts; assertions of knowledge gleamed from some ungnown authority. At first, it was always descriptions of the dream itself.
Now, it was only the revelations reaped in the dreamscape.
The most recent revelation.
Effie is Emory. Emory was Effie. That was before Effie graduated high-school
and Emory went to college.
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