dream denial

oh well. one more proto-dream straight to the trash bin. as expected. it's that time of the year, you know? dreams are made winding, they sang once. and meant to the abyss, i might add.

the next one shall come by the end of the month, i believe, and will be a rerun. meanwhile, i'll trust my skills to dodge in order to survive, and a little luck to have some fun. or, eventually, something interesting. we never know.