1/27/10
Preparing for a disaster. I'm over at M's place, writing, and we're also casually talking about some impending war. He's also having girlfriend troubles. We climb into a bed together to sleep before disaster hits and start having sex.
Seeing something like the fourth Alien movie where there are lots of mutant failed versions of Ellen Ripley's clone. They don't seem that distressed, though.
In a kitchen with friends of M's. His girlfriend is there too. I tell her the bouquet on the table is beautiful. It's green and white flowers.
Looking down at a map/ alat a map that's also a landscape. It's a terraced green mountain.
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