Was woken up by a dream. Tried to remember the dream and all I could remember was shopping for a new notebooka as mine, after four years, is almost filled. I need to save up $20.

Lately I've gotten the sensation of wanting to burrow. I lie in my bed and want to go deeper until I am surrounded. I want poetry to be there with me. Maybe some people. I don't want to be bothered by the cold. I'm done with that.