Sunday, July 26, 2009

Suitcase Unpacked

My parents, and I, are the old house. My dad is leaving to go on a trip. It is my responsibility to pack his suitcase. He reminds me over and over, he checks and rechecks again and again, but I still haven’t done it. I never do it. On the day he is intended to travel, he asks me if I have done it as yet. When I tell him no, he packs it himself, accusing me of making him miss his flight. The Dreaming shifts …

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