More dreams

Had a dream about being excluded from my dad’s funeral, coming along after he was buried to find a small, square tombstone with room for more names. followed by another dr about a monstrous football game I was taking part in, with a great twisted ogre of a player, a sturdy piccasso thug, looming over me, gesticulating incomprehensibly. I just feel like curling up in horror now.

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About GriddleOctopus

There are few harder things in life than introducing yourself, especially in print where mellifluous nuance can turn to indulgent wankery. So. I am definitely a 'writer'. You could also call me an 'artist'. I could probably put the words 'designer' and 'consultant' here too, but they feel crass.