What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?

He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy.

Our love was the affliction for which only our love was the cure.

They do not desire anything more than everything they have known.

I will describe my eyes and then begin the story. My eyes are blue and resplendent. Now I will begin the story.

This is the sixty-nine,” I told him,
presenting the magazine in front of him. I put my fingers—two of them
—on the action, so that he would not overlook it. “Why is it dubbed
sixty-nine?” he asked, because he is a person hot on fire with curiosity.
“It was invented in 1969. My friend Gregory knows a friend of the
nephew of the inventor.” “What did people do before 1969?” “Merely
blowjobs and masticating box, but never in chorus.” He will be made a
VIP if I have a thing to do with it.
This is where the story begins.
But first I am burdened to recite my good appearance. I am unequivocally
tall. I do not know any women who are taller than me. The
women I know who are taller than me are lesbians, for whom 1969 was a
very momentous year.