Traveling in space felt like moving backward in time. I’m still not certain when I am. I wake up in the morning with all these monsters I have made staring back at me. They are like some sort of mirror that I dreamed and am now redreaming them and I go back to sleep and dream of airports and my dog. All over Portland there are second run movie theaters that have never been turned into multiplexes. They are real theaters and they have pub style beer. Seems like a great place for a film festival.
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