Digging thru a bag-Flashes of things.

Flashes of random shit. A peptobismol pink hot wheels truck with a pink corvette sing ray on the side. Then I’m staying over at someone’s place overnight but I have my period and there are wgite sheets and towels. Of course inleak theough. I’m digging through for something to scrub it out with cold water when I strip the bed. I see a giant thing of black hair product. It had a paint brush stuck in it. It’s Brant’s. He used to stay there before I did. He lived there. It’s made out of insect larva ew. It’s a gooey black ooze that comes out of this shiny black tube. It’s Jeanie’s place from work. But it’s also an older heavy lady. Maybe Heather. I am a bit on edge. I keep digging through this bag for things. Josh is staying over with me. He’s urging me to hurry the fuck up. It’s one of those with flashes of things that don’t make any sense. July 5 2026 9:38am