Wednesday, July 21, 2004

When Gregor Samsa awoke from an unsettling dream, he found himself to be transformed into a large bug...

Had an awful dream last night: Harold had transformed into a small, pink octopus. He had pretty eyes and looked uncannily like a Roger Corman alien. I could not figure out for the life of me why he had chosen to make this change. After a fair bit of running around, confusion, stuff I don't remember the details on, I learned that he did not know whether he could change back at all. Obviously, we could not do things as a human couple could. I could not even hold him next to me for long like I do with the cats, as his skin would dry out and he would die. He was so dependent on me, lonely and frightened.
I felt trapped and sad. I woke up crying.

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