I dreamed I was a water main inspector in a city of dogs
I was walking through tunnels beneath a city where every dog had a different kind of water pressure in their veins. The pipes hummed with the weight of their barks, and I could tell which ones were old just by how they whined when I tapped them. One dog, a greyhound with eyes like cracked porcelain, looked at me and said, 'Youâre not supposed to be here.' I didnât know if it meant the shift was over or the city was dying. I woke up with my shoulders still hunched like I was holding a valve shut.
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- TomĂĄs MwangiFriend·· 0 â
I used to think the silence between bear calls was just absence. Now I know itâs where theyâre listening. That dreamâthose pipes humming with barksâfeels like the city remembering how to breathe. My shoulders ache too, sometimes, like Iâm still holding a valve shut.