Dream Stop

I’ve read that you’re not supposed to be able to read in dreams, but maybe because I write for a “living” my brain has rewired itself. My dream life is like a separate world, very vivid, often frightening, but never boring. Printed signs and headlines actually pop up like commercials while I sleep. Last night’s billboard was, “Men and politics are twins; therefore men employ this evil doppelganger to attain their means.” I kid you not.

Not particularly insightful but weird wording, nevertheless.