i had a dream last night that i started working at this burlesque house. when i went to apply for the job, i was completely naked and i had to pass through this room that sold lingerie and the saleslady asked me what size i was, and i said “i’m not shopping” and i kept going to the burlesque part and the mistress lady who ran it was like “hello beautiful” and i knew i’d get the job cuz there was only one other girl there and she was pretty ugly. the rest of the people were all guys, but they weren’t working there, they were just hanging out. they looked like the type of guys you’d find in a tattoo parlor. the first guy i had to entertain was scrawny and balding and way pass 40. i started off by sitting on his lap and…..that’s all i can remember.
i’ve been sleeping a lot. my medicine is making me drowsy and heavy feeling. i’ve been spending a lot of time in my memories lately. i have some really good ones, but i really should be working on making more.
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