Dear Man with 5 Typewriters,


Wanna hear something weird?

I have dreamt about the same boy my whole life. My mom thought he was my imaginary friend when I was a kid. I called him Alex. He literally grew up with me. I still dream about him as an adult (though, it did take me awhile to realize adult dream person was the same as child dream person) Does weird stuff ever happen to you or, is that just a “me” thing?

I write about my dreams on here sometimes.

B.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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