Dreamt i was lying in a gutter next to a street and reading Inherent Vice because a friend told me that was the best way to experience the book.
So there i was, in between the asphalt and the grass of someone's yard, with a pillow propping my head up and reading when David Foster Wallace walked up. In my dream he was the author of Inherent Vice (it seems my dreams can't tell Internet Vice from Infinite Jest). Besides being still alive, David Foster Wallace was also groomed like a JD Vance, with short, combed hair, a goatee, and wearing a suit.
He was so impressed to find someone reading his book that he laid down with me and we ended up hooking up right there in the gutter in broad daylight.
When he came, it was neon green and it got all over the place. He asked me if i was hungry and before i could say yes, we were seated in a booth at a diner and he was already looking at the menu. The waitress came by and asked if we were ready to order. I said no but asked for coffee. She left, and i noticed a big smear of David Foster Wallace's neon green cum was on my arm. I grabbed a napkin and wiped it off, and noticed that two old ladies in a nearby booth were watching.
I looked back at DFW. He was still him, but now he was a skinny white guy with shoulder length blonde hair and wearing a Dodgers T-shirt. He seemed to be having a manic episode and was excitedly telling a waiter how he had gotten his shirt at the swap meet.
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