Twenty-Three

[poliphilo]

Yesterday I dreamed about a person who looked like a teen and but was really 23- and last night I was that person myself. "I'm shouting." I yelled at my parents,"Because I'm a teenager (though I'm really 23) and don't like to be ignored!" The place where this was happening was my childhood home, 23, Croham Valley Rd.

I woke, got up, went to the bathroom and when I came back glanced at the clock. I had a pretty good idea what I was going to see. Yes: 23:23.