October 18, 2006
The sixteenth dream: I am in my bed under the covers, but I am walking. I am walking, fully clothed, but naked in a dream. In the dark, I am stepping over shoes and books on the floor. I know where they are. I have walked across the bedroom passing through my birch chest of drawers, pausing to wonder at the feel of the old wood inside my thighs. I seem to feel it in my thighs and hips more than elsewhere. I can see through the drawers, the socks, underwear, shirts, and the joinery in the cabinet.