i had a nice dream last night.
im using the antique bed that we found upstairs.
it creaks a little when i move, but its sturdy and pretty.
i didnt hear a mouse last night either, so the box could come off the air vent.
what was that elusive, lingering feeling that was in my dream? is that only something my subconscious can experience? because i dont think ive ever felt it while awake. cruel cognizance.