Dream 7/21/2014

Almost like sitting down in an office in High School. Maybe of a guidance counselor, and being lectured to.
I don’t know about what.
Maybe it was my rambunctious attitude and my encouraging my peers to challenge ideologies, policies, and habits of function.

I remember laughing beligerently at the situation, and he was leaning on his palm, elbow on the desk. We weren’t even sitting across from each other. Maybe it was a table, and we were both sitting on one side of it. Bored, amicable even.

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About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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