So lately I’ve been doing some assorted writing for Bostonist, if you didn’t already know. Not a ton, maybe one or two articles a week. But maybe that’s too much, because last night I had a dream that I was writing a music review, and in my dream, I was trying to sleep, but I couldn’t stop re-working the article in my head. Over and over, choosing different words, switching parenthetical phrases – it was like I had a text editor on the back of my eyelids and I could just cut and paste entire sentences without a second thought.
Then I sort of woke up, and in that half-space between dreams and waking, I started mentally editing this blog post.